When you read my journal you will understand. I sure hope you can handle it."I looked at my darling and wondered what the hell was going on. Something...had stolen my loves security in our bond. Even though we had agreed from the start on everything we had done sexually. Also that what had happened in both of our lives before we got together was unimportant... probably interesting but not a problem certainly. I now had to return that security to her somehow at all costs. I smiled and kissed the. The man was a friend of her first attempted captor, and much more successful. The first’s attempt gave Su a small feeling of happiness, recalling the loud wail of pain when she sank her teeth into the soft end of his long, thick dick, fingers digging into his balls.It was much more satisfactory than the current situation she was in, and diverted her attention for a small bit of time:She had been walking home peacefully, whistling softly, when a man had ran up behind her, wrapped his arms around. We all 3 or more hung out together. We all went to the park not far from our houses. That is where my buddy and Dottie made out. It was simply kissing and a little petting. After a few months my buddy’s dad got transferred to a better job in the Kentucky and Tennessee territory. We lived further north in the Great Lakes region. After my buddy moved down south, I consoled Dottie. Dottie and I hung out together. I was interested in one of Dottie’s friends Justine. I talked to Dottie. She’d dated a couple of boys that her parents really liked. They were steady, smart, even handsome. But as much as she had wanted there to be something special, both times things just fizzled out. Sex was boring. They were boring.She snorted derisively to herself. “Maybe it’s time to go back to girls?” In a drunken college moment during junior year, getting over yet another bad hooking-up experience, she’d found herself making out with another woman. Jill was one of the girls in her kayaking.