None of us did. I was having an intelligent conversation with Alex, my friend, when the period ended. Matt, a senior and friend, came in and announced...that a plane had just crashed into the World Trade Center. They had been watching CNN in their government class, to see a special on foreign relations or something, when it cut out to live in New York City, where the tower was an inferno. Sadly, at this point, I was still an anarchist, and I had no idea then it was an attack. I had the same. The next day he was woken by his mother. It was nice to see a beautiful face waking him with a cup of coffee.'Am can you do me a favor' she asked. (She used to call him Am for Amar)'Yes, what is it' he said taking the cup from her.'Can you fetch few things from the market' she asked?'Provided you give me some extra money' he joked.'Come on Am don't blackmail me, ' she replied.Seeing her annoyed he said 'Mom, I was joking.'Handing him a list 'Okay get these things' she said.'Anybody coming for. I bet it didn’t. With men like that I bet it made him even hornier and he went at it even harder; is that right nipper?”I nodded. I remembered how the man had seemed to love hearing me scream and beg him to stop.“Did you cry? Did you beg him to stop?”I nodded, and I was surprised to hear him say quietly;“Awesome, did you hear that Shane?”He fucked my mouth a few more times, making me gag a couple cos of how far it went in to my throat.“Here Shane, you can’t get at his cute little arse proper. I was inexperienced but smart, bright for my age and well educated, mature to the point of knowing what I wanted, but as previously stated, sexually inexperienced, and it was this I wished to start my education on.Winter mornings in the Artic North are both dark and cold. Sitting in a bus shelter on a wooden bench surrounded by ice and snow at 06:00am, is soul destroying, and the worst possible start to anyones day.On such a morning I sat, only to be jolted out of my dozy state of mind, by a.