We conversed via e-mail a little bit and I found out that he was a teacher; A teacher I suspected that I knew..."So what school you teach at?" I asked...him."I teach at so-and-so High School." He replied."That's so funny! I'm a student at so-and-so High School. What subject do you teach?"It was a long wait before I heard back. Finally, he told me that he could not reveal his identity until I told him mine. I knew exactly who it was because he types like he talks. Since he stubbornly refused to. You lead me into another room. In the room is a bench, a table and a chair. i feel i belong here, it is a comforting room, but there is an air of danger in this room and it keeps me on my guard.You are circling me not taking Your eyes off of me, and when You speak it is to ask me why I am here. i'm afraid to answer, not knowing quite what to say, and fearful that if i answer incorrectly that there will be consequences. i say it anyway... "i'm here because i want you to control me, i want to be. "After Earlene had used it, Laura had bought some lotion for herself. The only trouble was figuring out how to rub it into her own back. She retrieved it from the bathroom."I'm always happy to touch your beautiful body, you know that, Laura," Kendra purred."Just a brief back rub," Laura said. "You don't have to swerve from your ostentatiously heterosexual ways and your dear deep love for Mr. Huge Fucking Penis." My, aren't we snooty?" Kendra said calmly as she opened the bottle. "Miss Snooty. I asked him why he wanted to do that so he said that once he tried to fuck her but she warned him saying not to do it ever again other wise she will surely tell everybody in the house about it. and now she is a whore wanting him to fuck her. Listening to this pretty started apologizing and saying that he can fuck her when ever he wants but to leave her right now otherwise she will die of pain.Then she asked me to tell him not to do it but I said that she has to pay for what she did. Listening.