His walk didn’t take him to the woods. It didn’t even veer to a convenience store he frequented many times before for snacks. Instead, he walked a...linear path to home. A brisk walk didn’t happen to be on the menu of days activities in any form before. He found that the fresh air and sun uplifted the spirit once more and the sting of abandonment faded away. With a happy gait, it took minutes to reach home instead of an hour or more.Inside his home, Jacob again cringed at looking at how bare and. 'It had been some months since I had serially fucked the unfortunate Joy, so I was eager and not very considerate of the vicar's wife. I ripped her dress getting a fistful of pink and white tit to swing on while I rammed my swollen cock down her throat until I came. This caused her to choke and she passed out momentarily. When she came to, she found I had laid her on the chapel floor with a hassock under her hips and her skirt around her waist.'What shall I call you, Ma'am?' I asked. He tried to steel himself, but there were piles of rubble around his heart that he knew would take more strength than he possessed to clear. I have to get hold of myself. The cost of her effort must be unimaginable, yet all I’m doing is taking. I have to summon the courage to do better ... if not for me, then for her. But where, other than her, can I possibly find that sort of courage?“I...” Good start.“Shhhh.” She kissed him for a very long time. Not to escalate, but to assure and affirm.. She reminded me that she thought I was very thoughtful of others and that it was something that drew her to me in the first place. It was a small consolation but I held on to it.My first year in college was an eye-opener. I had to make some decisions about my future and I discovered that it wasn't all as cut-and-dried as I expected. I was having second thoughts about journalism. Not because I wasn't interested but because I was finding so many more other areas of interest. I wouldn't really.