You thought I was Elaine!''Aggrieved?' Elaine thought, not knowing whether to be angry or hurt by the careless remark from a sister whom she thought l...ved her. She decided she was both. The distractions of her worshipper didn't seem quite as exciting as they had a moment earlier.The young man had lifted her legs up over his shoulders as he knelt down behind his goddess, pulling her off the comatose lover upon whom she had been impaled. He leaned backward, pulling her back, facedown, until her. The belt fought me.As I pried the end free, I snapped out, "Son of a bitch!"Dropping the broken end of the belt and grabbing the knife, I cut the belt in half. I yanked my pants open and sat down in the chair. I was about to drop the knife, but looked at the frozen laces and just sliced them in half. Kicking the combat boots off, I stood up and forced my pants, and long johns down my legs. In the next cubical I could hear John fighting with his clothes and Nancy giggling as she helped. The witty, effeminate professor of architecture sat behind his desk. He had looked gingerly at them, “The picked our design! Congratulations!”The students cheered and hugged one another.Dr. Lyons-Saad had put together this team to submit a design proposal for a new public housing complex in a major city. The building the group came up with was circular high-rise with an open courtyard in the middle. The sleek design from the HBCU beat out entries from around the world.“I told you all we have. Go at her place, do lots of kissing , take her top off , suck on her , then we used to dry hump and that’s it.I was becoming increasingly frustrated. One fine day we got into a huge fight over she trying to find another partner because of my increasing demands. My demands were quite simple. I wanted a blow job from her. I wanted to fuck her ass and that she should at least let me suck her chubby pussy.She broke it off and never called me for around 6 months.I was going on with my routine..