"Not this one, though. I want another look at your beach story." His posture speaks of riveted interest as he reads, some parts noticeably more than o...hers.The chair creaks; he stands up. It floods me with relief to watch him unbuckle and unzip himself before he climbs atop me. My body, still bound to the bed, yields eagerly beneath his mostly clothed one as his lips caress the vulnerable, uptilted breasts.Yes, that's it. Come home, baby. I love you so much. Please don't ever give up on me, no. True, you were brought here; but you had a choice in leaving. You abandoned that choice, and here we are." But, I'm leaving now! You're cruel, and you are detestable. I regret making those decisions I made to come here, whether by will or not. Was it my choice that I should be slammed and bred? Did I ask your kind to come and take me from the light into darkness and unman me for another man?" Your conscience may not have consented, but your instincts have. See, humans are complex like that; our. As time went on i spotted her down at Bastille days one day and i went up to her and started a conversation she told me her and her friend Dan were going to the strawberry festival in Cedarburg,WI. i asked her if Dan was her boyfriend and she snapped."yes he's my boyfriend is it any of your business?"Amy's good looking but she acts like a broad sometimes I tried giving her a hug when I saw her at summer fest she gave me a shoulder instead, she's a little snobby but i still wanted to work that. "For not saying anything about the last time you slept over. Uh, you didn't, did you?"Of course I knew exactly what she was talking about."Oh, that! I would never say anything, Mrs. Krown." I know you wouldn't," she replied sweetly. She looked at me and I looked back. There was a silent moment and then she put her hand on my chin, thumb on one side, 4 fingers on the other and held it as she leaned over and kissed me squarely on the lips. It wasn't like other kisses we had exchanged. Those were.