" I've got to go to the rest room Audrey. Take my tray and dump everything for me all right? I'll see you in sixth period."I got up and left everythin... for her to dispose of. That Sloppy Joe's sauce always ran right through me, and I really had to take a dump.I made it to the rest room okay, but I had to wait for an open stall. I guess I wasn't the only one who had that reaction to the sauce.Audrey and I had a nice fuck on her mother's sofa. It was slow and loving, with her on top doing all of. Krazy E-Man, who runs the site, seems to be a cool guy. At least hedoesn't spend his time criticizing women and telling them what to do.Anyway, I continued to a link entitled "The Czar's Completely CoolBlog", and lets say I was shocked. The above portion was only a sampleof the garbage I found in his article. As a matter of fact, that mayhave been the nicest thing there.I e-mailed the so called "Czar" to get his true opinions on how he feltabout women. It turns out, that not only does he feel. "I don't think half of that crew even has valid documentation. You know how 'they' have a weak work ethic. Just hurry on over and make sure to keep on top of things!"Nervous, but mind made up, I got dressed for the day. I didn't go overboard and dress like some teenage whore. I simply wore an old and rather snug fitting pair of jeans and a clingy green cashmere sweater against the growing chill in the air. I grinned at my reflection in the mirror. Mom always says that the women of our family. He stops and touches her feeling her wetness ‘you are enjoying this my little slut” he asks, “yes Sir “she whispers back to Him. His hands slide over her back and she lets out a soft moan as they travel down her body. The sharp burning pain of the cat o nine tails reaches her brain seconds after it has landed, she gasps, before she can catch her breath the whip lands again and is repeated often up and down her back and arse. Some where or somehow she does not know when it stopped being pain.