I had taken everything from him. Here I was doing it again.But it wasn’t as if I had control of my legs. I really didn’t. All of me, on some level... wanted to stop, turn around, and go back. To end this. But something stopped me. For me this wasn’t over. This was far from over.My feet had wings. I ran so fast I could hear the wind whistling past my ears.I ran down Dennis Ave, and then stopped. I skidded down the river bank to sit on the shore. I curled up in a semi-fetal position, my arms. Colby finally agreed so Dave escorted Jennifer to the bathroom in his wing. She didn't want to make too many trips across to the girls' wing in case Stuart, the RA, was around; so Dave stood guard while she changed in the men's washroom. They returned to Dave's room and crawled into bed.As they lay in bed Jennifer asked, "Are you going to practice in the morning?"He replied, "Yes."She asked, "Are you going to ask Darcy?"Dave answered hotly, "Why would I ask him?"She explained, "Alec told me. "But what about the castle? Princesses live in castles," said Jessica."But she found living on a farm nicer," said Anne."Still a good story. But would bears kill you?" asked Sandra."Real bears are dangerous," said Anne. "Teddy bears are much safer."Anne then went and made drinks for everyone and then told them all to goto bed.* * *The next morning, Jessica was feeling proud of her story, even if theheroine ended up getting married. For the most part, she was living thatstory, with the exception. How about a few risqué shots as he plied me with more wine; take off your shoes and jeans, undo your shirt, so I happily obliged. It wasn’t long before I was out of my pants wearing just a shirt barely covering my private parts as he snapped away. We sat down again for a while and by now my shirt was wide open now exposing my shaved genitals. Fancy a few semi-nude and nude shots, just for your own use he said? Why not I thought, I was pretty inebriated by now anyway and was feeling completely.