I felt so lustful. Yes, I’ll do it.My finger hesitated over the ‘submit’ link, but then I clicked it.I sat there for a brief moment before then ...eaving a single line on the forum page.It was the next day before I received any message. Having only written such a brief message myself, I was lucky to get anything, but there it was, from some unknown guy - “Hi, slut. Welcome to the site.”I wasn’t really a slut, I thought to myself; but then a voice in my head told me that of course I was a slut,. .. then my story will be short. My request is nothing other than Aoshi--Aoshi isn't evil at heart. I've known him since he was an infant, so I should know. But for one word, "strongest," he abandoned all ability to tell the difference between right and wrong, and I could not stop him. As things stand, under those blood-soaked killer's swords, the victims can only increase. So please, Himura. Kill Shinomori Aoshi with your own hands. I understand that for you, who has vowed in your heart never. She leaned forward and reached behind her. As she leaned back against the headboard her bra slipped down her arms. My eyes were riveted onto her naked breasts. They were much smaller than the ones I had been looking at in Playboy but they were real and so near. I guessed they were 34B as that’s what my step-moms breast size was. Although this was the first time I had taken her panties I had looked to see what size her bra was. She lifted them to rub underneath and massage them. I knew I was. "SWEET ENDINGS" was written in deep red letters across her bust, an intentionally faded picture of someone’s buttocks beneath the words. Matt could make out a heart shaped mark, bright red on one of the cheeks. She smiled sweetly as Matt blushed deeper, realizing it looked as if he was staring at the woman’s breasts. 'I was looking for a paddle... Um, for my girlfriend,' Matt stammered. 'This is all really new to me.' 'It's okay,' The woman said, looking Matt in the eyes. 'Discipline is a lot.