In Britain, men respect women but we don’t bow to them as we would before God Himself. A woman isn’t a god. She isn’t a superhuman. She eats, dr...nks, pisses, shits, sleeps, farts, burps and eventually dies, just like a man. Someone should tell the psychologically and spiritually gelded human males of America this fundamental truth about the state of the affairs between the sexes. I mean, seriously. American colleges and universities aren’t content merely to give women the same athletic. I knew he owned me and part of me loved it. It was the final straw. "Ooooh God, oh fuck, ahhh ahhh ahhh fuck," I moaned through gritted teeth as the orgasm hit me. "UUUUUUNGH FUUUUUCK!" My body shuddered and tightened as the waves of pleasure washed over me. In the mirror I saw the fear was gone and I was lost in lust and pleasure. Suddenly Richard forced me to bend forward and I felt the head of his hard cock at the entrance to my still spasming pussy. "Aaaahhhhh." I let out a long moan and. ’‘Let’s find out, shall we.’ The Lieutenant sat back and took out a small digital recorder. ‘Yes?I mean, yes Lieutenant.’‘Better.’ She pressed record and swiftly gave the basic interview information. ‘Now what do you know about this trip that has brought you to Mantok?’ Slowly the Lieutenant led Mandy through the details of the trip. She realised very quickly that although the girl may have been suspicious that something was not right, she had never been involved or even had a clue about what. Goodnight."Fifteen minutes had passed since Beth went to bed. Mike got up to take a leak, then grab a beer out of the fridge. As he passed Beth's door, he could hear a low murmuring sound from inside. Thinking she was crying, he slowly opened up her door. The light from the next room dimly illuminated her bedroom. Before Mike could say a word, his eyes widened and jaw dropped. He saw Beth lying on her bed, with her knees pointed up, feet planted on the bed, and her pajama bottoms,and panties.