B I am so disconnected from myself when I am allowing these men to use me sexually and I have no idea how to manage stress properly so I figured if I ...ook at my sexual activity in black and white I will have more insight. That is just how I feel about it anyway. I feel as if I am spiraling out of control and I know rock bottom is soon to follow but I still cannot get off the train. It is a very helpless feeling. ‘Talk to me more about your feelings Chayne.’ Well I think that…… ‘I’m sorry to. Frau Rach was a much taller woman with heavy, but still very firm breasts, narrow waist, flat belly, broad hips and an impressive behind which I had always fantasized of when I masturbated. She had brunette skin and long, black hair, also under her arms and around her pubic area, which was new to me and very exciting, because it was soft and smelled of exotic perfume. She had long, muscular legs with meaty thighs and full, sensuous and demanding lips which I enjoyed so much a while ago.Karla. Tickling. Ever since she could remember, Diane would do anything to be tickled. She often teased the boys on the playground and challenged them to tickle fights. Her behavior seemed innocent at the time, but then as she reached puberty, it grew into a powerful obsession. What she couldn't get in reality (which really wasn't much due to her shy nature), she got through fantasy. She described it as a type of drug, to which she was so thoroughly and irreversibly addicted, that she felt she had no. Fuck I felt like I would pass out right there. I looked up to see her slam the door shut and lock it behind her. She walked over to my desk as I sat petrified, unable to move and leaned over me, her breasts only inches from my face and almost spilling out of her low cut blouse. Smiling at me she said, "You think I haven't noticed the way you squirm in your seat everyday as you stare at me? With that lustful school girl gaze, your pretty little pussy on fire?" Leaning closer, her fingers.