Now just relax and it'll all be over in a jiffy."He put some rubber gloves on, and using a felt tip pen, marked each earlobe where he was planning on ...iercing and then rubbed the place with some alcohol to prevent infection. Bang went the first stud and a stinging pain went through my right ear as I started crying again. Bang went the second stud into my left ear making it sting too now. He then stood back and had a thoughtful look on his face, and was stroking his chin at the same. If that means being beaten, fucked or even killed just for the enjoyment of a man, then so be it. Who cares? Its just another two bit whore that come a dime a dozen! Literally! Whores are of so little value that you can literally buy a dozen of them for only a dime. But nobody around here really cares, because slut trafficking has been in effect for almost 77 years now. They have absolutely no rights and no one cares about them. Not even the sluts themselves cares about their own lives, only. It got so I was very comfortable calling and talking at any time.We talked about every topic under the sun and then one time Kristin said he wanted me to take him out on a date dressed as a girl. I said “hold up a minute, don’t think I want to be seen in public with you like that”. We ultimately decided it might be fun do have a date but in another town away from where we might run into someone we know. We made plans to meet and drive south to a different county and have our date.We met at the. We have had much sex with lighting similar to a baseball park. But the two hosts, Michael and Julian, said that they liked their sex better when there was small lighting.Right then Julian "attacked" me. He was the one with the hard on. He went for exploring the inside of my mouth with his tongue. I responded and our tongues danced away for a few minutes. Trying to know each other . . . . .As soon as Julian thought he had enough dancing he began undressing me. I had not had a passionate sex.