Razor-like spikes of pain that radiated from the huge knot on the back of his head and connected with various other injuries on his body. He swallowed...but his throat felt like it stuck together and his tongue was a dry wooden plank in his mouth. A voice boomed in his ear. ‘Mickie! He’s awake!’ Shut the fuck up! He wanted to scream. His head throbbed like a stubbed toe and the sudden loud noise had made him jerk. Soft fingertips connected with his cheek and his focus turned to them,. It passed so quickly, I barely had time to feel it, let alone understand it. Usually when I saw a pretty girl, I wanted to get into bed with them, not swap places with them. After Claire’s arrival, Hannah hardly said a word. When we’d had our lunch I walked her out into the corridor. Hannah said something about needing to visit the ladies, so I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then went back to my own office. As I sat working that afternoon, I started to think, or at least to imagine what. Unlike how you picture Italians, I’m quite fair-skinned, with blond hair and all that. I’m cute but not the hottest guy in the world; but I think I have somehow boyish looks and that’s what gets a lot of straight, or so called straight guys attracted to me. I used to have sex with a lot of boys and men from the neighborhood, and maybe one day I’ll tell you more about it, but this one night in winter I was going to the deli around the corner to get some beer for my shows and in the deli this. If she had he would have punched her. He wanted her to know that he could do what he chose. He pushed her down and pressed her to the ground with his hand on her chest. He told her not to make a sound or he would hurt her. She looked at him silently. With his other hand he opened the buttons of her blouse. He pushed up her bra and reached under her skirt to yank off her panties. He slid his slacks off and pushed his dick into her. She was tight like he expected. He was thinking that she would.