To be shunned and castrated from your life-love demanded more than just soft words and idle threats. Yet I still cling to inane attempts at saving fac... or dreams “I love you,”- how foolish that must sound to the strong and the bold. “I love you,”- yes goddamn you, I wish I had never spoken those words. I found myself smiling with embarrassment and humiliation. Yet I still dream- even now- there are no escapes from my prison. I am forced to move forward and never, ever look back. For my. I could see the joy, gratitude, giddiness, and appreciation on her face as she smiled at me. That smile. It can melt steel and make me as hard as steel at the same time. Damn, I love her! The next couple of days were a crash course in getting to know each other on a more personal level. Mainly, why I left in the first place and each of us had been up to for the last seven years. It started when Nikki asked me point blank why her mother and I divorced. I have never talked bad about my ex-wife. "Sam!" she said. And there was something else in her face - shame; humiliation; the knowledge that she was degraded and the brief thought that someone from her earlier life might save her from it. But then also a slutty brainlessness that overwhelmed the rest. She walked over to him and hugged him. Her bare tits pressed against him. "They call me Kitten Tits here," she said. "You should call me Kitten Tits. Did you like my show?" I thought your show was great," he said, and then added,. Being my first story spare the mistakes and enjoy the story. I am a decent and humble guy with love and respect. If u feel good or bad about my story you can mail me at I am not going to disclose the id and name of the girl for an obvious reason.Let’s come to the story…..I love surfing on the web and to kill my stress I will spend most of my time chatting online. I have been chatting with many since I started surfing online and have a very good set of friends. one evening just fiddling with my.