They wanna be loved*despite* what they are. Like they're so special that they're the*unique* cunt that can bag a guy who hates hippos.No man is so du...b that he can't figure this riddle out. If you're alardass, and a bitch is sucking your dick, you're not worrying if sheonly likes sucking the dicks of lardasses. You're happy your lardassdick is getting sucked at all.Pussyboys are like fat cows x10. They want a man who loves burying hisface in slimy, reeking vaginas, but who'll make an. Taking it from him, I immediately turned on my heel and headed for thedoor."Enjoy your new life," I told him, then I was gone.I had prepared everything in advance, of course. The storage center wasan eight minute drive from Lucan's hotel. By minute ten, I was closingthe up-and-over door of the hired unit behind me before flopping down inthe chair. Next to the chair was an overnight bag and the oxygen bottleand mask I'd soon need, while on the picnic table in front of it was aphone, a ziplock. "Fine with me,' she breathed and began rocking to the stroke of my fingers.I leaned down and began kissing her hard nipples and nipping at them with my teeth. Goosebumps spread across her tits to her tummy and down to her legs as she relished in the caress of my hands. "You know," I whispered, "One of these days I might not lock the door when Gary's here and invite him in for some fun." You wouldn't dare!" she confronted me. "You know I can't stand him and this is my was of getting him to stop. But I honestto God don't know if I ever said no or not." It was a soberingexperience, in more ways than one. I had been more than spotty in takingmy birth control bills, so I made sure to have Brit pick up Plan B at thelocal Walgreens along with a new bottle of Tylenol.That was Time to Grow up Girl lesson number one. Lesson two came the verynext week, which I will always remember as the week of my mother's breastcancer scare.One of the byproducts of my change has been a much closer.