You feel my weight pressing you into the thick sheets. Your heart is near exploding. You are in love – hopelessly now – and you know it. I am the ...an to whom you’ve given your virginity. I’m the man who holds your heart in his hands and you know my hands will never hurt you. You are vulnerable but safe and at the same time you know that you possess me too. You know I need you now. It’s too late for both of us – we are in love. Another thing dawns on you – a flicker of certainty – even now as. Melissa's crying became louder as he drug her around. "Please, I don't have anything, take the keys to my car." Fuck the car bitch!" Jim said."I should just fuck that pretty pink pussy of yours!" Jim screamed at her."Please don't do that, please don't!" Melissa begged.Apparently at this point, she had forgotten all about her rape fantasy and was worried that she was about to be killed. I felt bad and I nearly stopped the whole scene, but she wanted this fantasy so I was going to let it. He closed his eye. He let his arms lay down to the side. He too felt Jackfinger fucking his ass, and he felt Jack leaning onto his legs, to keep `emin place. With his eyes closed, he tried to imagine just what it must looklike, or what it would look like to somebody that could see them rightthen. He flat on his back, his legs up in the air, an enormous muscledman, with an enormous black hard-on, holding his legs up, his greasy assfully exposed for all the world to see, the big man's finger. Maybe I haven’t taken back that power. Maybe it’s still hers.The insane fear hit me; the scene in ‘There’s Something About Mary’, in high school where the hero – don’t remember his name, gets his dick caught in his zipper when going on a date with his dream girl.But it didn’t. It finally came undone and I pushed my pants down around my legs. Then I was so thankful, no underwear to dispose of. I pushed my wife away from my mouth. If I’d had the power for a moment, it was gone. I was desperate to.