She was furious but she was willing to let me make it up to her the next night.The next night she arrived at my dorm room and I apologize again for st...nding her up. Then the phone rings. It's my Master. I tell him my girlfriend's here and that we're making up for last night. He told me I had to make a decision between her and his cock. He said I had to come over right now. He had something to show me that would make the decision easier. If I didn't come over now I would never see his cock. My covered pussy was directly in his face and he lowered me to the floor and I moaned thank you and kissed him.Mike and I untangled as I laughed and told him I slipped when my shirt got between me and the pole. I asked him if would help me try another split on the pole and he grinned at me and said ‘yes.’ I then stood up and took off my shirt and told him I didn’t want my shirt to cause me to slip again then I took off my shorts too! Mike stood back and just looked at me. I reached out and took. I started to sweat as I cursed and jiggled the thing in the lock, seeing in my mind a neighbour glancing out of the window, calling the police. Sirens, jail, and leisurely days filled with sodomy by big blokes called 'Cream-puff'. Shit! Turn, you bloody lump of ironmongery.Just as I was about to give up, thinking I'd copied the wrong key off her key chain, the cylinder turned and I was inside. Sighing with relief, I edged the door closed behind me and looked about.I whistled softly. Nice. A. A son air, je voyais bien que je ferais mieuxde me taire, m?me si je n'avais rien ? me reprocher. C'est donc dans unsilence angoissant que nous sommes rentr?s ? la maison.Le lendemain matin, j'eu du mal ? me lever. J'avais mal partout. Mesparents travaillaient. Je restais seul ? la maison. Je m'installaisdevant mon ordinateur, j'ouvrais ma messagerie pour n'y trouver que desmessages insultants. Tous me traitaient de "p?dale", de "tantouse","d'encul?". Certains me mena?aient de me casser la.