You can't tell me you're not mad if you're walking away from me right now.”He pulled himself from my grasp. “I'm not mad.”I grabbed him once aga...n, promising myself that this would be my last attempt. “Then what is going on?”With no warning, he grabbed my shoulders and spun me around with him, bracing me against the wall gently. “I can't deal with this right now.” His words were soft with an air of defeat. Our bodies were too close together, making it hard to think, hard to breathe. His green. ..she felt like a,whore in her mind as,well, as if even her mind had lost it's ideals. She had come another step closer to being a whore in spirit, as well as body.John saw,megan crying silently, a hollow look in her usually fiery eyes. Hr guessed another ember of her fiery spirit had been doused in cum. All the better for him, she'd become a real slave faster. He quietly stroked her hair, more like a pet than a girl. She wasn't a girl anymore, no point making her feel like one.The gentle. ‘Still chasing after her, huh?’ said Rin, appearing as out of nowhere. Her green hair had turned into streaks of black and orange. ‘None of your business.’ Natsumi took a long gulp of her beer, trying to look disinterested. Rin just looked on with knowing, smug eyes. Natsumi wanted to throttle her, but instead she just returned to Hayato. He was pushing back against the wall again, as if wanting to merge with the paper. Natsumi tossed him a drink, seeing as how she had finished with her last. “Why do you think you are a slut?” “Last week I exposed myself in a public place, and put my hand in a man’s trousers and felt his beautiful cock. I let that man finger my pussy, then I went home with him and enjoyed myself while he fucked me several times. I am a slut.” Hearing myself admit what I had done out loud did make me feel truly ashamed of my actions. What if anyone I knew saw me like that? I would be horrified. I felt my face turning red as I blushed in the shame of my so-called .