The threat hung over them and Connor said, "Mom, we can't just give up our lives to this fucking maniac." I know baby, but what are we supposed to do.....some TV show thing where we set a trap and the cops come in at the last minute and..." No mom...we find him...and then we beat the hell out of him... or we kill the fuck." God Connor...stop it...he didn't...now I'm starting to doubt if it really was him...and even if it was, we don't know if he has any intention of doing anything...I can see. He put me down and opened the door and I got a little respite from his fingers but not for long He threw me face down on the bed and said “Stay there and don’t move. I’m going to fuck your brains out.”I told him I’d never been with a man before, but he just made some comment about liking them tight! He’d stripped off in seconds and laid on top of me. I could feel his erection and I could tell he was big as he straddled my butt cheeks and spanked me with it. He forced my legs open and lay there. Possibly Humiliation, although for the people I know with high Humiliation skills, that’s more about enjoying it than simply forcing yourself to do things you don’t like.“But I think you’ve learned that being a Whore—or even being their client—is about emotions as much as sex.”“I’ll say.”“Every day as a Whore the game asks me to be open and vulnerable. Yeah there’s lots of sex, but there’s also lots of helping people face their fears, facing my own fears, and being ready to turn on a dime. Child bearing hips. Perfect body from head to toe. Between not having eaten since that morning, and the Champagne, we got pretty drunk, but we didn't forget the condoms. I didn't need the Viagra. We fucked until we couldn't fuck anymore then fell into an exhausted sleep. Saturday morning we showered and had a late breakfast.I was curious to know whether Kelly had proposed marriage to anyone else and, if so, who he was. It sure sounded like she had, but I never found an opening to ask. The girl.