Samson Project Public Relations and authorities had been able to cover up some...unhappy, unfortunate adventures of me. Though, fortunately, nobody we...e hurt but me and my ego.Somehow, I continue to patrol the city day after day, night after night....A night like that...Though I am not like a Superman, I could hear a feminine screech of anguish from the dark alley. That scream was scary for itself. Somehow, I recognized the voice of that woman...As you know, I am not the unique super being out. ’ With that said, he opened the last button of her shirt and revealed her lacy bra. He leaned to her lips and pressed his to them. As his hands roamed over Shannon’s skin, Lisa screamed from the door, ‘Rick, quit playing games and open the damn door. I’m not leaving til you open the door.’ Shannon gave him an unsure look. He didn’t want to deal with Lisa, he wanted Shannon. He kissed his lips over her skin and fumbled with her bra hooks. ‘Lisa, I’m serious! I am through with you. You’re. I want them to know that by being a slut or a whore does not degrade them in any way. It’s not a judgement. It’s a statement saying, ‘just let go and enjoy’, no one has the right to judge you in any way. Why is it ok for men to be called studs, in a positive fashion when they shag a lot, but when women open their legs a lot, they called sluts, whores, slags, etc, and that in turn is denigrating within itself? I allow all my women to express themselves in any way they deem fit, and fuck society,. They’re the best.” Franca took my arm, and magically, as if hypnotized, I walked out of the bar with her. The silence of the street added to the dream-like feeling as we went toward my place. I pulled her towards me and kissed her. It was only when her tongue was in my mouth that I realized it was pierced. I had never kissed anyone with a pierced tongue before. We stood in a dark spot kissing for a long time, even though some people walked by. My hands were on the front of her dress, caressing.