Again the dagger cut skin and drew her life’s blood. At first, the vertical slit wasn’t wide enough for the stone to fit, so she cut deeper to the...bone and drew it several inch’s further down to below her breast. The pain made the world go white for a moment and she leaned on the mirror to stop falling. With her bare hands she split the skin between her large breast until she felt the opening was large enough, she worked the gem into the opening and pressed it against the bone. The pain she had. I knew I was going to get it, but still figured I'd manage.The next thing I knew, she was bringing a man into the room. He was tall and very muscular. That is when I lost it. You see, not long after Sara and I first started having sex and were experimenting, Sara had shown an unusual interest in my ass. In fact, she told me a couple of times that she'd love to see a stud take my ass, to show me what a "real man" was. I let her know that that was absolutely out of the question and neither of us. He had sent in an impressive résumé, but it was something the university kept on file, even though his ex-wife taught there and was a respected member of the faculty.He applied for faculty positions at several other colleges and universities, but none of them replied. He waited for some great job opportunity to fall from the sky, but as of yet the doors were closed, and he now considered jobs that would sink him below the poverty line. He figured that bankruptcy was a year and a half away. He. Then on the way to the bedroom were candles lined up in a row towards my door. The light in my room was also shining. I clenched my right fist ready to knock out whoever was in there. I carefully opened the door and discovered I was not alone. "It's about time", she said. .