"The morning following the meet saw one protest, or as one news editor put it, "All the fruitcakes are out — and it's not even Christmas."Kevin was ...alking into school to discover a half-dozen adults marching around with placards. The police were busy keeping them off school grounds. A reporter and cameraman were covering the demonstration, and shoved a mike in his face. "This local church says that your school mascot is a real demon leading you into sin, by having you cavort in the nude. What. “You never mentioned any boyfriends, Erica, or exes at all. What’s your backstory, your history?” I turned to my blonde, Italian fellatrix.“Oh, well, actually, my last relationship was in college, and it wasn’t with a man. I took that breakup very hard, so it’s been a while for me indeed. It’s been painful to talk about ... and embarrassing. She was married, she was my professor, and she promised that she and I had a future. Instead, she dumped me in the most humiliating way that she could, and. She had known that she would have an exciting evening with this man…she did not actually plan for her reaction to his presence. She had intended to be much more in control than she was, her body betraying her at every juncture. Now as she melted against his chest and he continued his exploration of her body. All she wanted was to be nude, and with her flesh pressing against him. To feel her moist inner channel filled with him, and to never stop being filled by him. He had been caressing her. Jack had said that he would cure her of the damage from her addictions and former profession, which meant that her STDs were gone as well, and maybe even her virginity had returned. Not only that, but he had given her information that she had never known or heard before. What had been happening in her mind weren’t dreams, they were real, all of it completely real. Jack, whoever or whatever he was, he had been helping her all this time, both in her mind and outside it as the same.