“When are we gonna have dinner?” I asked, “I’m starving!” “You know where the phone is,” he answered, “bring it to me and I’ll order...pizza,” I hit him on the shoulder. “I am not your maid,” “And I’m not your cook. Bring me the phone or you can go hungry,” he smirked as I retrieved the phone off the kitchen counter and threw it at him, hard. “Ouch! Fuck, Tori!” I laughed as I jumped onto the couch beside him, stretching my legs as he ordered our dinner. Once he was done ordering, he turned the. Audio media, visual media, and print media containing such strong languageand/or depictions of such adult situations is collectively referred to, inthe vernacular, as pornographic material. This narrative should be regardedas pornographic material, intended as entertainment only, and to be read orviewed only by adults in full control of their mental and emotional faculties,and who choose, of their own free will, to read, listen to, and/or view suchmaterial in private. The author of this. It may not sound like it but I am still a virgin. I have yet to have any type of urges to have anything penetrate through my pussy or up my asshole.I am also a high school dropout. Since dropping out at 16 years old, my mother, who has taken care of me on her own since my father died, kicked me out of her home. I had to grow up quickly where I have been taking care of myself ever since. I have been working in my city's 24-hour truck stop gift shop since I dropped out of school. I love working. Her abuse had been getting worse and I was only fourteen. I didn't knowwhat to do. My dad told me to deal with it myself. He said, "You are ayoung man and if you cant handle what a girl throws at you then don'tcome to me crying. Deal with it like a man."She was older and her strength easily overpowered me. I kept crying intothe night until I finally fell asleep. I even forgot to put on mymoisturizer cream on my face like I always did. So I cared about my skinand how I looked, did that make me.