Freshman year came and went and I had no real prospects. When I was sober I was refining my social skills with women, when I was wasted, I was making ... fool of myself. By sophomore year my social skills were well refined and I was ready to finally break through. That never happened. When I would watch my friends seal the deal I would take mental notes. Some of the things they would say though...never in a million years would I have the confidence to emulate. So I remained stagnant because I. ” I was getting pissed off.Dr. Deckard pushed her finger in my dry hole.“Damn you. Haven’t you heard of lube?”“I will have to remove the membrane,” said the doctor.“Not a fuck,” I said. “Nobody is going to cut me up.”I caught her hand between my naked thighs and try to wrestle her down. With the greatest of ease, she forced my legs open and pushed me back onto the table, her face close to mine.“I want to show you something,” she whispered.She stepped back and slowly unbuttoned her white jacket.. I left her there until water was running out of her ass as it had no where else to go. Once again, she was allowed to relive herself before being washed off with the same hose. Now clean and shaking, I placed her back in her bondage in the dungeon.?How are you feeling, cunt? Clean? You wont for long. Soon, your holes will be dripping with cum. You behave like a cunt, you will be treated like one.? I removed the clamps from her nipples and pussy, rubbing them and finding her pussy. "I fear we may be watched; there is one who may have helpers about, who is struggling mightily to learn secrets we'd rather he not know. We'd best keep our silence for now. I'll take you downtown, and let you out so you can catch your ride. But I'd like you to call a mutual friend of ours. I believe you are very close to the Brightmans, is that correct?"Graydon was slightly startled, but maintained an indifferent expression. He guessed that Fr. Ambrose was well acquainted with everyone in the.