” I hurried after him and grabbed his arm. “No! Don’t.” “Why not?” “Because! She wouldn’t have wanted that, would she?” “She doesn...��t want anything now.” He pulled his arm free and carried on. I got in front of him, barring his way. “Okay!” I said. “So you feel bad. That’s normal. Get drunk, get laid, get in a fight and get arrested, whatever, but don’t kill yourself.” He made to push past me again and I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him. I don’t know what made me do it. Desperation, maybe.. Derekwas the first man to do that to me and it only happened about two daysago but I knew from the moment I took his large prick in my mouth and hethrust deeply in my ass and shot his cum inside me that my destiny was togive pleasure to men. When my surgeon took me into his office for aprivate consultation when I arrived at the clinic in the morning it feltperfectly natural and right to kneel in front of his open legs, to undohis trousers and to take him in my mouth and bring him to a. 00 and kept the rest. That was months ago. Now Ms. Slattery is missing again. You see they don’t want her, though she’s probably already dead. They want me.’ Both people heard a noise at the top of the stairs. They looked up. It was the woman’s husband. He saw Shawn and ran for the back of the house. Shawn jumped up the steps two at a time, chased him down the hall caught him, grabbed him by the nape of the neck, and yanked him backwards till he fell on the floor. The man’s wife followed Shawn. Whatever the reason, he came on to me very strong, very often and very publicly. I'm not sure why I did it, maybe it was his attitude, but I just kept putting him off and that only made him more eager and persistent! But my attitude toward Josh changed one day during lunch. I was reading a book when Josh's girlfriend, Anne, and a few of her friends approached the table where I was sitting. After they crowded around me, Anne said, "Everyone knows you're a slut and you like to steal boyfriends..