. ah well. Just anotherexample of refusing to acknowledge reality.I lay down on the couch in the study and closed my eyes. All that winewas hurting my...head.So much information and so many questions, but questions I had to ask. Myinternal dialogue was in overdrive, spinning thoughts into my head,trying to get some clarity, so I just let the dialogue play out...One thing for sure - I knew Mike was happier. I could see it and sense itas much. I loved Mike, more than anything in the world and I. I took her out a few times, dances and stuff and she invited me over after school one day. Once we got in her house and had a snack, she had me up to her room and, once inside, she grabbed me and started kissing me.Well, it was my first experience with kissing and such and she quickly had me on her bed with her up over me, tonguing my mouth as her hand rubbed the lump in my pants.She raised up off my face and asked, "Just how big is your dick, Owen? It feels huge." I don't know, like all the. The sex was emotionless and Michele just used it as a distraction and to sate her own desires. She charged the men for sex, something she had never done except in BRB, and often went through multiple partners each night; venturing out to Bugis Street where she quickly picked up a punter and bought him back to the hotel for ‘short time’.The Beanies became a little belligerent with her taking their trade and the Mammasans would scream abuse at her as Michele sashayed drunkenly down Bugis Street. Tell me your fantasy parvathi I will make it come true… lets make this night a unforgettable night…. I hesitantly said… no lets have normal sex… but he insisted… then I said…. Treat me like a slut… throw cheap money at me and treat me like a whore…. A whore u can pick up on street corner.He laughed and said I always thought you were kinky but didn’t know you like it this bad, slut! Now kneel down and suck my dirty dick and let me see my money worth… I pulled down deepak’s shorts and a monstrous.