Her long blonde hair tied into a ponytail that hung halfway down her back. Baggy jeans and a run of the mill T-shirt completed her attempt at disguise...as I closed the door behind her."Hi, you must be Chad?" Yes, ma'am," I answered in my scrubs and shook her hand."Call me Suzy," She replied and pulled the big hat off her head, "Where can I change?"I took her to the door to the changing room and opened it for her."Right here, use the back door when you're ready for your massage."Suzy smiled,. She looked into his eyes, sympathetically, she thought. He stared back at her—offended, mystified, it was hard to read his blank, mute response. Impulsively she reached out her hand and put it on his, and poured all the sympathy and connection she could into the touch of her warm, soft hand on his cold, bony one.Burton looked back at this woman who had suddenly, without a word, sought to express sympathy to him. His instinctive first thought, inevitably, was that she was crazy, and went around. Jaise hi mai ne apni zaban lagayi, principal ki chikh nikal gayi, “Hhaaaa..haaa..woooo.” Mai ne apni zaban ander-bahar karne laga.Chut se bhini-bhini khushboo aane lagi. Principal chikh rahi thi, “Haa..Woo..Ouch.” Mai kabhi baal se khelta, kabhi chut se. Mujhe to bahut maza aane laga.15 minutts chut chatne ke baad, principal ne mera muh apni chut pe zor-zor se dabane lagi. Mai samajh gaya, ye ab jhadne wali hai. Mai aur zor-zor se chatne laga, aur principal ek zor dar cheekh ke sath jhad gayi.. The same reason that I broke a thousand rules just to be your lover. Well, one of your lovers. I ... I have a specific weakness, and in some ways, perhaps, it can make me ... polyamorous or whatever.“But here it goes. I can’t refuse an aggressive man. A guy gets rough and ready with me, pushes my limits, takes charge ... I’m putty in his hands. I’m such a bitch most of the time, but when a guy makes me HIS bitch, I tend to surrender. I can’t be faithful to Matt because whether we stay together.