And take my word for it, if you are fat and nearly fifty, there is nothing like fucking an endless stream of enthusiastic young women to make you feel...good about life.While I waited for Elspeth to surface I turned on my computer and googled Dr Laura Stone. She had her own website, I soon found, and to my surprise her picture revealed not the forbidding middle-aged dragon I had imagined but a distinctly attractive woman in her twenties. I took a few details, including particulars of The Female. Katherine shook it off and said ‘You will be staying here too, Your kids need as much stability as possible and the only way for that to happen is for you to be with them as much as you can while this shit is going on!’ Katherine said ‘Go hug your kids then take care of your business and we will see you when you are done. Meanwhile Christy and I and your kids will figure out who is going to be sleeping where!’ and she grinned, grabbed me and gave me a hug. I hugged my kids and Christy, told. "Rebecca. Rebecca. Becky. Becks," Michael tried out the variations. "Ithink 'slut' suits you better, don't you? Our names should befit us, I think.You can be Slut, and I'll be Mister Rapist. We're going to have a little roleplay,Becky!" "Please, just let me go..." Rebecca whined, but Michael held hersteady. "No," he said, evenly. "No, slut. Not 'til you live up to yourname. Not 'til you give me what all those shy looks and sweet words have promised.I didn't spend all that money on fucking. My best friend didn’t come home. Apparently, her parents had arranged to have Christmas in Hawaii and she flew straight back to the East Coast. I hung out with a couple of guys from high school, but all I could see was how much we had become different. I guess that’s one thing about high school; no matter how individual you are, you all share twelve years of common experiences. Suddenly, you’ve all gone to college or to jobs and your paths diverge. I was a little envious of them because they.