" "Okay..?" "What was on your mind that day that made you run out of here so fast." "Nothing important just kinda spacing out I guess." I said, "tha...'s a lie and we both know it" He replies. "I don't want/have to explain it to you, I didn't sleep well the night before." I snapped back and stormed out. Why didn't I want to tell him? I was in such deep sexual thoughts WITH HIM that I couldn't tell him, he's my teacher and will be for the next 2 years, can't happen.. He helps me figure out. Those guys are vicious. Their leader is someone named Nadia Kozin. Yes, a woman runs that outfit. She is a former stripper and sex slave from fair Minsk in Belarus, in fact. Fifty-five years old and more than a little certifiable by now. She has a notable scar on her belly that she likes to expose by baring her midriff.“Then there is the Aryan Cross gang, the only white gang in the city ... and they control a very limited sector. They’re mostly led by ex-cons who were in the Aryan Brotherhood. I’d slipped her skirt down and she’d stepped out of itMy hand moved faster.I imagined her legs, long, graceful and clad in the softest nylon.Faster.Looking at her thighs, and upwards to her panties--they were pale blue, I’ll never forget that, pale blue and tiny. Just covering her…God, I was close then.I’d start to pull them downward.I was going to come. I was going to…“Are you ok?” her soft voice crashed through my lust filled daydream.Oh my God! She’d come into the room without knocking. I. “How about it Jill, how do you like watching me ravage your daughter’s virgin ass? How do you like your daughter being defiled right in front of you?” I asked, becoming more aggressive.“I love it. Fuck her asshole; fuck it hard! How do you like it baby?” She asked her daughter.“Oh god, it hurts! It hurts so bad!” She screamed.“But it feels good, doesn’t it? Having that cock stuffed up inside you? You love it.” She said as she watched me ravage her daughter right in front of her.“Oh god yes! It.