He tried again, more forcefully this time, but still he couldn't get her to stir. His knees went out from beneath him, and he sank to the floor. Latin...his head on her lap, he began to sob gently. The tears fell from his eyes, cleaning small patches of soot from his cheeks as they rolled down his face. Flames had begun to lick at the edges of the doorframe by now. He watched them through stinging eyes as they raced threateningly closer to where he knelt, and knew there was nothing he could do to. .. Awesome, NOW I can tell my story. All through school I had no problems with girls. I could have a girlfriend when I needed one, and lots of my best friends were girls. I almost always had a pretty girl to talk to and be with. There were two girls in particular. Brittany and Aubrey were good friends and were around each other all the time. Now they were both pretty good friends of mine and would always say hi and give me a hug and a peck on the cheek ect. And I don't want to say that they are. Mother was really happy nowbecause I was actually talking to her about boys and sex and prom dresses.Mothers are like that. They want to be involved with their daughters.Remember, I have four older brothers and some have already graduated, soMother was involved with some prom stuff, but nothing like the mess I washeading into.So for now, I'll spend some time working things out with Jack and Tammy.I'll let you know what our decisions are about the prom. I'm sure you'llwant to see what dress I. ”I said to myself, “I guess those notes only work once.”“What do you mean?” she asked.“Yesterday, I showed you that ad, and it made you want to be my sex slave.”Tonya pondered for a moment, “I guess that explains our change in feelings for you.”“Are you upset at me?” I asked.“I guess we should be. But serving you gives us such joy; I feel like saying thank you for changing our lives.”Tammy pulled her mouth away, “I agree, Master.”I looked down at the red-head, “See how my balls just pulled in?.