She didn't want to abuse her clit so much that it hurt for hours (or days as she had once done) and would stop her from masturbating two or three time... before she slept. But imagining a man holding her captive and taking his fill of her, slaking his thirst in whatever ways he wanted, tying her up, and threatening and hurting her—especially threatening and hurting her. Fear was a favorite fantasy.The bus ride dragged on interminably, and boys she knew kept wanting to relate to her, to talk, kid. Michael, have you been crying?” the wonderfully perceptive Miss Jepson asked.“Uhm Clara, I am in shock ... I need to sit down. May I?”I sat there for a while. She was glancing over at me, worried I assume. I got my head clear enough and stood up. “Is he in?”“Yes, go on in, Michael,” she said.I walked in, holding my head and he was on the phone. “Let me call you right back, Richard. I need to take care of something. Michael, are you all right?”“Yes, sir,” I said starting to tear up again.“What. I got home at 5:45 and decided to see if Jill was around. I called and she answered on the second ring.She was well aware that it bothered me that I wasn't able to pay for things when we went out together.Jill could buy whatever she wanted. On a couple of occasions she had pulled out an American Express card. When she did at Fredericks of Hollywood, the clerk had looked at her as if she didn't trust her. I saw her using the phone while holding and looking at the card while Jill was getting. Phir Unhoon Nay Kaha K Zeeshan Plz Yeh Meri Socksa Bhee Utar DoMain Phir Achay Bachoon Kee Tarhan Apnee Miss Anum Ka Hukam Mantay Hooy Unn Ke Socks Utarnay LagaMain Nay Ahista Ahista Unn Kee Socks Utar DeenJab Mein Unn Kee Socks Utar Raha Tha Too Unn K Foot Kee Sweet Smell Seedhi Meri Nak Main Aa Raheee Thee I Dont Know Y But Mughy Wo Smell Bohat Ache Lagee Or Us Smell Kee Wajah Say Mera Lunn Hard Honay LagaMughy Khudd Yeh Change Bra Ajeeb Sa Feel Ho Raha Tha Jis Ko Miss Anum Nay Bhee Mehsoos.