I figured if you are on television, then you really can’t be all that bad.’ Chad let Mrs. Goldstein talk although he wished she would get to the p...int. ‘Well, the postcard I received is from Jamaica. Have you ever been there? I hear it’s lovely. I think it would be wonderful to be there right now, especially with this lousy weather you know. When I was young—-‘ ‘Mrs. Goldstein,’ he finally interrupted knowing that if he didn’t this woman could go on and on. ‘Does the postcard indicate what part. They’ll all be here.” She took a sip of coffee and looked at me.“Okay,” I said, not knowing what else to say.“You should wear some shorts or something,” she said.I felt my face get hot. “Okay,” I said again.“Do you have a jock strap?” she asked.“Somewhere,” I said. It had been required for gym class, but you only had to take Gym in your Freshman and Sophomore years, so I hadn’t seen it for a couple of years.“I don’t want you to feel bad about what happened,” said my mother.Great. She wanted to. She came back to the floor as the next cab would be after an hour and I spotted her and asked her, “what happened? Did you miss your cab? She said, “yes”! So I offered her to drop at her home. She was a little upset because she missed her cab but I could see that on her face and told her sorry and said, “I will drop you to your home don’t worry!”.She said, why are you sorry! Then, I said “because of me you missed your cab so that’s why sorry!” she smiled, and said “ok drop me! Then we both went. I even think my throat somehow had to expand just so that dick could fit in it.He pulled my head back, finally I could breathe.Well, not for long, one quick breath and the monster, was back in my throat.He did that a few times, before he just held it there and when I started to fight it to get it out, he just said “TAKE IT SLUT”.I mean, seriously, who does that? I thought he was going to kill me with his monster.But hey, that he was this dominant and rough only made me want and like him even.