.. and... you can understand that can't you?" But what about the vulnerability?"What is it with this vulnerability? Why was she pushing this craziness...so hard? I looked at her for a moment quietly. "I don't think it's important. This isn't a life or death situation, where if I'm not enough of a woman I get shot by the mob. It's a commercial. And it's a commercial where I'm competing against other guys, not girls mind you, for the part. I doubt very much any of them are ramming dildoes up their. But he reached down and started to finger my clit. It was so sensitive, I started to moan and tried to twist out of its way. But, he held me in place and the more I struggled the firmer he held me. I tried to twist my head but he held my hair firmly. I started to quietly scream, "Oh, please, I am about to cum. Please cum with me". I tried to move from side to side, but he held on. I could feel him start to fuck me faster as he continued to rub my clit. My scream came hard and long as my walls. Except one.”He felt his eyes filling. “Valerie — I feel so sorry for you.”“Don’t. Don’t feel sorry for me, Carter. Feel happy for me, because I’m one of the fortunate ones. My doctor found a prescription that not only is effective but one that I tolerate well. Many who suffer what I have experience terrible side effects from the drugs. For them it often becomes a choice of being crazy off drugs or being sick on them.”“That’s why we hear about people going off their meds,” he remarked.“Correct.. Scared of the feelings she didn’t understand, of the deep sexual nature of their relationship and where it was leading. She must be mad. Why was she allowing this to happen? I’m some kind of sexual pervert she told herself. What if someone found out? Her husband. Her friends. There was only one thing for it she had to get away, she had to leave, find another job and put it behind her.It was Thursday and Kim knew he’d go out as usual to attend to the financial side to the business. She found.