.THIS story was posted toFictionmania. ...What happened 15 years ago?" ...On early Halloween morning, 15 years ago, he tried to commitsuicide with an ...verdose of amphetamines. As they started takingeffect, he told me everything, and told me he hadn't told me beforebecause he was ashamed. He started telling me all about this story hestarted writing...about YOU. I'm sure he'll be able to tell you morewhen he comes to..." How are you so sure he'll come to?" Because if he didn't, this story. Her Master smiled to himself. He had always loved the responsiveness of his slave, her willingness to open up to him, to lower her guards and let him read her like a book , only open to him. "Don't move." He instructed, getting up from the couch. Strangely, the moment he left the room, the desk seemed a lot harder under her knees. Her muscles quivered and she dearly missed his hands on her.He was back soon enough, but stayed out of her eye-line. A warm wetness landed on her ass and made her. Jerry looked troubled, even afraid. Chris had a feeling that if he said boo, Jerry would run away."Uhh, Chris, Shahia, may I please speak to you?"Chris put his arm around Shahia, protecting her. "What do you want?" I know I've never said sorry, I didn't know how to say it enough to be meaningful for the dreadful things that I did."So I'll start by saying thank you, Chris. What you did probably shortened my career by damaging my knee, but you've definitely given me a career by forcing me to look. She twisted to either side, wiggling her hips back at him, her short ponytail swaying with her movement. He took a step forward, unable to resist any longer, and placed his hands on her waist. She leaned back, pushing her butt against him as he bent over slightly, his mouth finding the sensitive flesh of her neck. She tipped her head to the side and let her hands move over his, resting on him while he kissed just under her ear. She let out a soft moan, gyrating her butt back on his hardening.