When I awoke it was still dark outside, and the weather was as bad as before. The fire was long dead, and the chill urged me to start it anew. Finally...having some tiny amount of comfort, I decided to have a look around to see if I could find some dry clothes. The living room was small, with a kitchen bench by one wall opposite the fireplace. Two doors, in addition to the exit, led out of the room. Behind the first door was a primitive bathroom with cupboards filled with various items. It was. However, the difference is this time it's real! You've finally found it! All that's left is for you to find the courage to email the address below and follow the directions!"That was easy for me. The program I so deeply desired to enroll in had a few specific requirements. First of all, there was the physical description. Must be no taller than 5'8 and no heavier than 160 pounds. Feminine features strongly preferred. Check and check! Next, there were the mental requirements. Must be intelligent. My status as a rich, single guy allowed me to get into pretty much any celebrity party that I wanted. I flaunted my wealth and power and had no problem picking up young gold diggers.Life has a way of waking you up.--- 10 years post Candace---Life was good. It was hard to complain. I was a 30 year old single guy with my cock buried up the asshole of an 18 year old model.She had been all over me at some party I had walked into. She knew me. Eveyone knew me. She figured I was a meal ticket. I. She jerked in pain and opened her eyes widely as she gasped. Then, he said "No, baby, you’re gonna keep your eyes open...I want you here with me...I want you to see and feel everything." She nodded and a single tear rolled down her cheek."Good," he said to her. "Let’s get started then."He licked a finger and glided it along her folds. He immediately felt her heart racing and saw the fear in her eyes. She tried to move away from him but even the slightest movement caused great pain so she had no.