To use it to fuck myself, as always -- this was sex,not love. To fuck him in the process of course -- with sex, to receiveis to give. But with Craig...my own pleasure would always come first.He tried pressing me down onto him by my shoulders. "I mean, here youare," he said. "You spend every Friday night with me and you don'tleave till midnight. Except for the Friday once a month when you meetwith your girlfriends, I mean. When you get home to your husband Iknow you're all fucked out,. ’ ‘I hope he likes me. Do you think he does?’ ‘He did bring you.’ ‘Does he bring a lot of girls here?’ ‘Define ‘a lot’.’ So I was feeling a little bitchy. ‘I just mean does he date a lot of girls.’ Thankfully, Mac got back with the drinks before I could answer. ‘Sorry, they laughed at me when I asked for a Mojito with no mint so I got a Cosmo.’She just huffed. ‘So what were you two talking about?’ ‘You.’ I’m not really one to beat around the bush. ‘Me huh? I know that’s your favorite topic Iz.’. ‘Take her to Portland,’ the woman pleaded. Blood was leaking from her mouth, ruining the smile. ‘Promise me you’ll take her that far.’ ‘Portland,’ I nodded, I knew I was lying. I was lying to a dying woman. I was truly shit. ‘138 North Packard. Repeat it.’ The blood was making her words bubbly. ‘138 North Packard,’ I said back. The baby babbled, joining in the lies I was telling. ‘They will hunt you,’ She said, her eyes no longer focusing on me or anything else. Her delusions were getting. “Lick it up.”“Yes,” she hissed, eyes closed as she extended her tongue and leaned forward. “I’m sorry I got you messy, Dustin. Let your slutty aunt clean you up.” The young man felt his cock getting hard again as his aunt practically groveled for his approval. His mind reeled at the possibilities as he thought back to all the photos she’d captioned on her Tumblr. Incest, humiliation, younger men, pain, bondage, rape, prostitution ..“Is that better, Dustin?” Bridgette asked, gazing up hopefully.