Andrew watched her face intently. He watched her slight grimace, and the way her mouth opened a little each time Frank pushed into her. He rolled his ...ants, which were draped over the edge of the table, into a pillow to support his head. He placed his hands on either side of her face for support. They smiled at each other, her face rocking to and fro from Frank’s increasingly powerful strokes. To Andrew this was truly a unique experience: watching the effects of a powerful fucking from behind. A craftsman, a kind of highly trained tool user, will collect a number of tools and select the proper one to use to accomplish a specific task. He knows which tool to use and how to use it to best effect. A master craftsman learns how to create tools as needed, such as a pantograph to trace, or a jig to repeatedly create identical products, and templates that allow one to create perfect copies with precision.As Peter had said about himself, he was a tool user. In fact, he was a master craftsman. "He is going to be the next chief. Probably not for too long, but still it is a nice title to take into retirement," she informed me."I can not wait to tell Anya," I was almost ready to giggle like a school girl. The hatred they felt for each other wasn't bitter, it was more playful, but they still had a passion in their dislike of each other. Vlad however managed to stay above it.I never quite understood Anya and Vlad's relationship. I didn't need to since I knew that it worked for them.When I. “I was the one who cheated. You’re not supposed to care about a person who cheats on you!”“Sure, that’s what people say. I’m sure that’s what I’m supposed to do. That, and everything else society tells me I’m allowed or not allowed to do. But you know what? Fuck that. Because maybe if we didn’t listen to that advice, the world would be a better place, just a little. We all mess up. I fucked up a lot of things last year. And those people all still cared about me, even after I screwed them. But.