I think I want to be a lawyer. It’s the path to power in this society. Why the change of heart? Simply put, I hate people. Women or men, it doesn’... matter. That’s why I’ve decided to make them suffer. As a lawyer, I’ll get to destroy a lot of lives. Lucky me! My change of heart came on a Thursday afternoon in mid-November as I waited inside the bus station in Brockton. It was raining and I didn’t feel like going home on foot. As I waited, I couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between a. ..”“Would you like for us to give you some privacy?” Phil asked. “This seems like a family matter.”“You’re her family,” James said. “I understand that. I know I can’t repair the relationship I’ve destroyed. I can’t address the way I permitted my wife and daughters to treat Tiffany. What I would like to do is to build a new relationship with a child I’ve always loved more than the rest of my children. It’s a shame to admit that but I always felt Tiffany was my child. Her sisters were her. And then, without a word, she sighed deeply, turned, and began walking dejectedly into the drug store again."Hey, what're you doing," I asked as she started toward the store. I'd expected some accolades and the pleasure of having her admit that there was no way in hell she was gonna suck my cock even once, much less three hundred and sixty-five times. Instead, she was zombie-walking into the store again."I'll be right back," she said in a vacant tone, "I just need to stock up on. She reached for him. They embraced and exchanged long, tender kisses. “I was in that altered mental state just now -- pure bliss, pure ecstasy.”“I believe the woman’s orgasm is an essential component of good sex.”“That orgasm was beyond my imagination, Adam. I’m going to expect it from you every time, now.”“You deserve it every time.”She sat up. “Help me take these stockings off, before they make me itchy.”“We wouldn’t want you to be itchy.” Adam slid each stocking off her leg. He ran his hands.