Hopefully you can lead a quiet and fulfilling life." What could I possibly do?" I asked, imagining how obsolete my knowledge must be."You don't need t... do anything. The concept of having to work died out long ago. You can live leisurely, study, or even learn any number of skills necessary to help run the citadel. It is entirely your choice." You make it sound too good to be true." From your perspective it is. War, disease, famine and suffering are words that no longer have meaning in our. 'I think so. I'm one huge ache. I spent the cab fare and had to get the bus back. I'm going to have a quick shower before class.' I put my hand up.'No. you're going to have a long bath, and then we'll have supper, and then you can show me your clothes. You've grown up enough not to grumble about making the class up later. Go on up. I'll bring your parcels in a minute. I need a shower too.'By seven-thirty we were sitting in the classroom staring at the fire and digesting. She'd eaten hungrily. What am I doing? I don't know this person. Am I crazy? Yet I am kneeling on the floor in front of him and can't help but stare at the front of his pants. "Suck me you little cunt," he says. His words demean and belittle me but somehow they make me feel even more horny. I reach for his belt and unbuckle it. I feel so dirty and nasty. My cock is so hard in my panties I'm almost ready to cum. All I can think about is what's inside those pants and how much I want it. I unzip his zipper. I wanted to scream out hell yes but I acted all cool about it and told him no and I was glad he trusted my driving well enough to ask me. Saturday came and I started the route around 6 a.m. as I wanted to hurry so I was assured of being at the bookstore when it opened. Well I finished the route and rushed home to have a cup of coffee with my mom and to kill some time before heading over the mountain to get unloaded and rush back to the sinner's den. I was so excited that truth be known if my.