He looked down at me and with spit shooting fromhis mouth he yelled at me for breaking up his relationship withKelly. I sat up and he yelled at me tha... I'd better not get up,unless I wanted to really get my "ass kicked in." So I sat thereon the ground in the woods as he continued his tirade. I saw himlooking at me and then he called me a sissy girl because I wascrying. I was about to get up and try not being a sissy when hepunched me again. He said that I had a choice. I could be thesissy he. The conversation lulled into an intimate, silent interlude until Seth finally spoke."I'm ready for some of your sweet lovin'." he said softly."Oh, are you?" Liz said teasingly. . .and what's your pleasure? Hmmm?" You, you're my pleasure. I'd like to be holding you right now, tasting some of your sweet, soft kisses." Seth paused, savoring the thought. ". . .and exploring your body, caressing and kissing you all over, nuzzling and snuggling into all my favorite places. Then, of course, I'd start. ‘Yeah, babe, me, too,’ Rod mumbled, then the sound of snoring began. He was asleep. ‘Why can’t he hold me afterward, and tell me how much he loves me?’ Lois wondered as she lay in bed next to her sleeping husband. On the other hand, why should this time be different? She slipped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The last few times she and Rod made love, she’d had a vague feeling of unease afterward, hadn’t understood it, and dismissed it as unimportant. Sex was pleasant, if not the wild. No, he doesnt know that Im now quite a bit whore but really, why cause that kind of unnecessary upset? I guess it WAS bad on my part that it was only 5 days after he was gone that I went out to a bar the next town over and well, had one drink and was talking to a man and the next thing I knew I was outside in the parking lot giving him a blowjob! Its part of what I do though. When a man shows me his thirst for the nasty and freaky, Im one who is apt to give in to that. Perhaps I should.