The girls were already sitting on the couch, glasses of wine in hand and chatting when I got there. When she asked I told Monique I was a manager at a...local hardware store chain. “I have a BA in Business Administration, and I have already applied for a position with corporate.”She was suitably impressed, and I was sitting with my arm around Janice's shoulders. When Janice excused herself to use the bathroom, Monique and I talked a bit more. She asked me if I had any jazz, and I smiled. I walked. .all over. Your hand reaches under my skirt. You move my panties aside (my lacy Victoria's Secret sexy panties) and enter me with your fingers, bringing me to the first of many orgasms. I undo your pants, letting them drop to your ankles. You step out of them as I take you into my mouth. I fuck you with my mouth as you guide me, your fingers entwined in my hair, holding my head and abusing my throat. You cum, shooting straight down my throat. We kiss afterwards and move to the bedroom. After a. “It does hurt believe me. Are you sure you want me to do it?”I thought about it once again but my answer was still the same. “You... you don’t want to be having the conversation again with me about not treating you like the whore you really are do you?”The key was immediately with withdrawn and the clang of it hitting the table as she tossed it onto it startled me. “Yes you’re right.”The cuffs felt heavy again as she turned me around so that I was looking down the table. The hand in the small. I want to disappear from the life I live and find another, I want to leave all those I know forever. I know myself better than any other and I know that I lack the capacity for truly endearing emotions. I love pain and danger yet I feel incapable of love and innocence. My life is a shadow of anger — I'm drowning in rage and disgust for myself. My entire being is an imposition.Water: an undeniably relaxing element. When I feel it swish against me at the beach, when it knocks me under it's.