For the most part, it made no difference in my life. Six days a week were consumed by school and homework. Saturdays I would occasionally go out with ...he other girls. Five years later, I looked back on those two years with a critical eye. My alter ego, Frau Doktor Richards, dissected the string of one night stands. It is not something I am proud to acknowledge, but I had made progress. This was a tribe. I became a member in good standing—complete with appropriate dress. The piercings were the. I bit the edge of my lip and I felt my manhood start to grow. She stopped in front of me and leaned into my body. I took hold of her zip and took it, sliding it down to the bottom of her dress. It fell to the floor. I looked at her locking eyes with her intense gaze, waiting… I pulled her around to the wall I was leaning on and held her tight against it pressing my body to hers. There was a small pause, an anticipating breath, a moment of pure adrenaline and excitement… before my mouth. I wouldn't let him pretend that I was willing, when I merelyavoidedpain he could not see."Is something wrong?" My feet are killing me. These shoes are horrible."He walked to me, and I couldn't help but wince. Those strong arms wouldeasily be able to hurt me enough force obedience."I won't let you take them off." He swept my legs from under me with hisfoot. I fell, but instead hitting the concrete, he caught me and liftedme up in his arms. "Your feet are too pretty in them."I found my arms. I had been going almost non stop for about a week and still had one more on the road in front of me, as I was touring worldwide productions sites for the client I was responsible for dealing with. I started Monday at my Chicago office and flew to Calgary, then down to Los Angeles. After two days there, I took a red-eye to New York to meet with some people in our offices there for a couple hours, before getting on a 17-and-a-half hour flight here to Johannesburg. Fortunately, I got in on.