Just that it has to be better that the public school I would have gone to. This looked like my best choice." I explained."No kidding? Me too. I had to...get out of the barrio. My mother was terrified I'd end up dead like my older brother. Just too many gangs and drugs."I didn't have time to ponder what Martin had told me because the nurse called Martin's name from the door at the back of the lobby. "I'll see you round later." he said and headed back.It wasn't more than a few minutes later when. "I was so far down it might not have. I would like to say it would have kept me from going through with it, but I honestly don't know." The pair stood in silence for a moment, each one thinking of their own darkness, that part that lurks hidden in all of us. We put on a smile for the world, hide it behind day to day things, sometimes even hide it from ourselves, but it's still there. We still bear the scars of our life, no matter that they are not visible to those around us.The sound of the. ” They laughed together. Ambrose poured more wine, even though Em was beginning to sound a bit blurry. He smiled to himself and thought, “Em has always thought she can drink but she can’t really. Not beyond the standard mark for females on a weight for age basis.” Em was thirty-two and very trim. Not really drinking material. “Do you do that, Em? Make passes at men, I mean?” “Very, very rarely,” she said. “I like to be hunted. I don’t so much like being the hunter.” “But you flirt, Em,” said. But I soon learned how to bring her off with my fingers and tongue. But she never came during intercourse and I was determined to make it happen. I learned techniques online, mental tricks that enhanced male longevity-- still no orgasms. I started wearing a very tight cock ring at the base of my penis. This enlarged my erection and improved my stamina--no orgasms. When I showered before sex I would masturbate. This too improved my longevity. I was good at it now. I would fuck for a long.