Yet the more time I spent with my therapist, bless her heart, the more we both realized I was fooling myself.Oh, the theory is sound. The Darkness ind...ed maintains control by the manipulation of our faults and our dark desires. Where I failed was thinking I could magick-up something which could bypass that. One of my previous journal entries put it best, but perhaps not in the way I had intended: I am tampering with forces I do not understand.I also recall mentioning that I felt like I was. My first encounter came through the landlord who owned the flat where I was renting a room.The flat had 4 students sharing - 3 girls and a boy and it was a little run down but safe enough and we all seemed to get on well enough. Initially I had kept myself to myself and my sexual activity was confined to my dildo and my imagination when I was alone at night.I'd been suffering with flu and I was home through the day when the door bell rang and I was greeted by my landlord with a smile on his. When I reached her place in the morning at 9, I found mama was not there, as usual, her son had gone to college and my mami was in the kitchen.I immediately stripped to my briefs and went to her to talk in the kitchen. I had worn a red colored brief that day knowingly as red is her favorite color. I went and stood close behind her and started talking random stuff with her. I tried to hug her and eventually, my erect dick poked her ass. She could feel my hard-on but didn’t say anything.After. But Henrietta found Malik’s cock and was inserting it inside her. Malik wrapped his arms around her and her shawl.“What the fuck,” Bouki complained. “We gotta go!”“Fuck my little pussy,” she whimpered to Malik.“Yeah, yeah, that sweet little pussy!” Malik said as he bounced her on his cock.“Dude!” Bouki said through clenched teeth.Malik grunted as he pushed into her.He picked her up and laid her on the bed on her back and fucked her some more.Bouki was already opening the window.Malik stood her.