He came over to borrow a book for his mother and saw me in the kitchen making dinner. “Oh, you’re home Fugs,” he exclaimed. Fugs is a name that ...tarted and stuck with me all through high school. I had hoped and believed it was short for my name; Francis Uglow. It was a horrible Irish name, so really, any nick name was welcomed. It was only when I was into my second senior year, that I learned it was actually short for fucking ugly, given to me by those sluty, stuck up bitches who thought they. When Gareth wasable to bury himself to the hilt without friction, he began fucking in earnest,deep powerful strokes, where he would withdraw until only the very tip of hiscock was inside the slave, then with one thrust burying himself to the hilt.His balls slapped on david's ass as he built in tempo, and he began to gruntwith exertion as he savagely fucked the bruised anus of the slave. david wascrying out and almost weeping, the pleasant nature of anal sex not present inthis brutal ravaging.. I learned a lot of things about sex, women, the club scene and politics. Always the politics. Veronica was a master of offering you three ways to make her life better. She could make you grateful for having a choice. Fortunately for me, she was not the Mistress of choices. That might have ended more badly.I was an intern for my thesis research. Time with Veronica was like a second internship. Of the two, Roni taught me more. My sister-in-law, Sheila, has a lovely phrase for it, Learning hurts. Hell, it’s your money. You can throw it away on these users if you choose, it’s none of my business. But it never occurred to me that you might give sex away as well. “ The entire time he was venting his anger, he had gotten up from his chair and had been walking towards her. He was now standing right in front of her looking down into her eyes. “ And what makes you think I would have given Sam what he wanted? You didn’t give me anytime to answer. “ She said unafraid and unmoved. “ I didn’t.