" Liv put her hand to her chin thoughtfully. "Electricity ... or maybe a Jacuzzi?" Liv nudged him."That's it! You're never gonna be invited back into ...he man cave. You're just going to ruin it with all your fancy, modern day conveniences. I like it traditional. You know, like the Natives. Just a cave and fire." I think you're confusing tradition with lack of options. Besides, you're gonna be awfully lonely in your man cave." I'll get a dog." Finn mock pouted."You have fun with that; I'm gonna. " Would you do that for me Mister?" she brightened right up, "that would be sooo cool. Would you really buy me some sexy panties?" I would be more than happy to," I replied, "but I would hope that you would let me be the first man to fuck you after you get them on." Of course, you would be the first, silly," she smiled and swatted at my arm playfully."Well, in that case, my name is Harry Browm and you are?"My name is Becky," and she stuck out her hand.I ignored it as I reached out my hand and. Everyone’s back straightened. We were all creative writing majors, which meant Professor Ryan held a trump card. His permission-only seminar ran for two semesters and was an intense writing workshop, more than just a class. He was the only professor in the department widely published in both poetry and fiction with connections we could only dream of. The seminar was the most valuable course our school offered aspiring authors. ‘Melisa and David,’ he said looking at us, ‘neither of you have. There was no way he was going to fit inside of me. It wasn't possible. I felt his breath on my neck and then his lips made contact with the hollow beneath my ear. I moaned involuntarily. He laughed. He kissed his way down my back and stopped when he reached the small of my back, just above my crack. “Don't scream,” he said just as he plunged himself deep into me. Despite his order, I screamed. The pain was unbearable. Fire ripped through my asshole as he buried himself to the hilt. His hand was.