" Really! I thought you didn't go for guys." How do I know until I've tried, right." You know." Shawna assured her, scooting the chair away from her d...sk. "Don't feel pressured into conforming to other people's labels — that's Marcus' line, by the way, not mine." What if it's... I like Marcus, he's a nice guy, he'll treat me well. Why shouldn't it work?" If that was all there was to it, Marcus and I would be married with three kids by now." Shawna pointed out. "It needs to have passion, it. Looking closer, she inspected the small opening at the top of my dick head. She ran a finger over it, and twisted up her face. "It's leaking something," she announced, as she put her wet fingertip to her lips. Her reaction was mild; she just shrugged her shoulders."It's called precum," I told her. "It acts as a natural lubricant for when a man makes love to a woman." Well, let me tell you right off the bat, Uncle James, don't get any ideas about fucking me with this weapon of yours. I'm not. No.. please, daddy," tears rolling freely."You will be my bitch and will do as I say," he hissed."Yes I will, but please stop," she cried."You want me to stop, bitch, then why is your pussy so wet, you enjoyed it didn't you." She muffled her cries in the pillow, "Yes daddy... but please you hit so hard, I can't take it anymore." "Just two more, so that you won't forget," he whispered."No daddy, please, no more," she begged."Now get into the position," he ordered. Rima obediently raised her. She felt his hand slip away from hers and she turned around. Wanting to see his comforting gaze one last time. But he had already disappeared into the dark edges of the room. She stood there on the bright stage. Alone. And then she heard him say. ‘Then let us begin.’ He called out her name like she had heard him do so many times before in his bedroom. It was their little secret, though. No one else in the room could hear the familiarity in his voice. But she knew. It excited her and brought a.