" I was. I was his whore. I was weak and he and the others preyed on me. Like they did you those years ago. I hated myself for being weak, allowing th...m to use me." But honey, nobody could have..." Maybe not, but it still doesn't change the way I felt about myself. Then I saw how Marianne stood up to them, even when Rolf raped her... how brave she was to give herself up to rescue me." She was a courageous woman Kim, one of the strongest women I've ever known." And loving." Yes, she was. I realized then what my issues were. I had no problem enjoying another man, I just felt like everyone else did. I was holding myself to the jokes of my youth. Calling each other gay as an insult. Telling another guy to suck my cock was degrading to them. It was all bullshit. Adam said it, "It's no big deal, it's college, it doesn't matter so long as you enjoy it". I snapped back to our conversation and told him yes, with a sly smile. I felt dirty and excited about our secret. He rolled his eyes. Let us do it the doggy way and you can stretch my brown eye just like I know you do to my mama every chance you get.”Luigi laughed and pushed the girl over sideways with her spooned into his glistening manhood. It was easy to lift her top cheek and find her pucker with little effort. She was in such a state of agitation that the entry into her backdoor parlor was accomplished with a single thrust that made her yelp like a puppy being swatted with a switch.They rutted like a pair of gutter rats. A phone number promised little or nothing. The possible sponsor forgot the source or got cold feet or hoped for immediate relief. Unfortunately it seemed like the last chance. Mother had fixed on the older man with the tailored suit and short but unruly hair immediately and spent the evening talking and flirting. He became charmed and then disappointed ending up only with a phone number. When he called and came over, Mother made it clear what he'd be in her life. She told him her life and.