The Year 18Donnie's Story: New Man U.New Man University is ten years old. Already it's one of the most respected institutes of higher learning in the ...ountry. That certainly has something to do with the advances made in scientific areas by the faculty and students - mostly the students. But it also must in part be due to the integrity and ethics that are such an integral part of the university.After we received our charter we started hiring the best possible faculty. We pay top dollar to. Everything about me said,"weak and vulnerable." I was a small, vulnerable woman, in a man's world.Not only could I not pee standing, I could no longer jack off. In recenttimes I had discovered the joy of doing that. Every morning in the showerI would enjoy stroking myself and shooting my load, and dreaming of theday I would push my penis inside a woman and shoot my seed into her. Nowthat would never happen. I would never be the man, and I would never getto experience that. Now my destiny was. I felt dirty. But not because of what I had done, but because of how he made me feel. Vincent took an exaggerated breath and said ‘Okay, are you done with the temper tantrum?” He put his hands on his hips. I could have knocked his teeth out. Had he always spoken to me this way? Why was I clinging to this? I studied him for a moment. He was nothing. Simple looking, simple minded, and mediocre. I turned away and walked out of my room. I was cutting this night early, something I should have done. I was shocked that he was naked when he came back in the room, his big pierced dick soft and swinging against his legs as he sauntered over to me. “I find it's more relaxing if we're both naked. Is that okay?” I already felt cotton-mouthed, but nodded that it would be fine. He gently laid my head down into the foam ring and straightened out my arms against my sides. He kneaded my shoulders and my upper arms before moving lower to the small of my back and then to my ass. He rolled my cheeks in.