We began arguing about other things, like the amount of money I spent on alcohol when I went out without her. We became competitive about housework. I... I was out during the day, she would tidy up, and get angry at me because she had cleaned up my mess. I don't know what went wrong for us, but somehow it stopped working.It took us another year to end it. We both cried a lot, and I still do when I think too much about that night in the bar when we first made love. Our break up was logistically. One day we were to go on a schooltrip in the forest. It was summertime, the sun was shining and I had been a bit horny for the past couple of days, due to the warm weather. That day in the morning I decided to play a bit more with Sylvio and dressed accordingly. I put on a short t-shirt which barely covered my waist and the sexiest shorts I could find in my wardrobe. Because of my age, I had still very hairless legs and the sun was reflecting beautifully on my light skin.I went to him in the. I mean, if you close your eyes, does it really matter who is touching your cock?So the four of us wrestled with each other and I ended up on the grass with Tony sitting on my chest and kneeling on my shoulders telling me to give up. I wouldn't, of course. I kept struggling and twisting and trying to throw him off. He was bigger than me, though and I couldn't do it. He just put hs weight forward on my shoulders and kept repeating "Give up?" I kept saying no and shaking my head from side to side.. Having you as my personal whore... my slave. But, you will enjoy it even more than I do. You will love belonging to me... of losing control forever of your body and your sex... of surrendering to me totally and completely. It will make you so happy. More happy than you deserve, bitch, but happiness you can earn by being my slave. Do you understand what is going to happen to you? Do you understand that this is the first day of your new life? Your life as David's slave... David's whore."Again, he.