A group of us were sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch after escaping Western Art, getting to know each other and exchanging thoughts on our first d...y."Tommy, what did you do to get Grossfeldt on your case?" asked Kurt Clark, one of the other guys in my SOWA class."I don't know. He obviously doesn't think much of photography and photographers. How'd he even know my major?" He got it from the class roster. After all, our majors are listed next to our names. I looked," Kurt grinned"Doh! Nothing. Yes, I suppose that I should mention that part. Karissa didn’t just want to submit ... she wanted to be used, punished, hurt, and taken for my pleasure. Her eyes made it plain that she really craved and needed this, this thing that her boyfriend Lenny never could give her or do justice himself with it. She needed to become my property, my slave, my slut, my bottom ... my bitch!“Very well, then, sis, but be careful what you wish for, because once you get it, there’s no turning back. Are you. A fucking car comes down just as I was elbow deep in the hedge almost reaching the bag.expecting some smart arse comment from the driver I turned, totally stoned and faced the car.Just my luck its a woman who lives in my next street. A bloody good looking woman who I have dream fucked millions of times, but never had the bottle to talk to.She stopped the car right in front of me and leaning out of the car window she looked directly at my cock. a long lingering look it was too.`hello there `. ’ ‘That’s great thinking.’ ‘Thanks. Have you ever taken this vehicle into real four-wheel drive terrain?’ ‘Ah no.’ ‘Is that because of possible damage to the paintwork or even have the bodywork dented?’ He sucked in breath and she said she’d thought so. ‘Have you ever been on a ranch?’ ‘Um no.’ ‘I noted you have made fifteen movies. Were any of those filmed outside the studio?’ ‘Um just two of them.’ ‘And where were the locations?’ ‘Frisco and San Diego.’ ‘Oh god.’ Indignantly he snapped,.