"M: "No! I told you I didn't even bring any with me. I want to spend time with you."Y: "Good. I don't know why you do that stuff anyway. It messes...with your head and you can't think straight when you're on it."M: "I'm not having this conversation with you again. We've already talked about it and we've agreed that we just have a difference of opinion on it. Nothing's going to change that so there's no use arguing about it."Y: "I know, I'm sorry I just can't help it. I just wish you would. “Birkenhead actually. Yeah worst luck, me dad's work moved 'im to this fuckin' place, can't stand it 'round 'ere, wanna go back as soon as I can, all me mates is there.” Well, things certainly hadn't started off as I'd hoped, but faint heart and all that jazz, persuaded me to keep going. “My name's Tobias,” I informed her offering her my hand to shake. “Sandra,” she replied curtly, glancing at my offered hand with no apparent intention to reciprocate my gesture.After standing in uncomfortable. With Jimmy, on the other hand, he'd always been much less dominant; almost passive; unenthusiastic. James was the polar opposite of her husband!That would prove to be the case with everything else that she would experience those next several hours!With James, Stephanie felt as if she was experiencing 'real' sex for the first time in her life; and though Stephanie had had sex with other men before marrying Jimmy, they'd all been white guys like him; and they had all lacked (now that she had. She attached herself to me, trying to bring to her heart stability and control by using me, and playing with my emotions. I was angry at her for doing this, but also sympathetic. I knew what she was going through, and not by experience, but by the ability to think through what her motives are and what her actions mean. I held her against me as I lay on her bed, being invited upstairs into her apartment and into her bedroom by her, telling me she was too drunk to navigate the halls without a.