I can feel from Starcheer that people are causing her pain.”I tossed Lisa my phone. “Keep everyone here and on the phone. I’ll be back in a mome...t.” I ran upstairs, donned pants and sneakers, and pulled the Glock and its holster from the hiding place in the closet. It was loaded. I slipped an extra clip into my pocket and hurried back downstairs.Lisa could see the holster, as could her parents. I said, “Frank, can you shoot and do you have a pistol?”“Yes and yes.”“Get it and load it. I will be. I was disappointed because this fuck was kind of mechanical. The woman didn't even cum, though I did. I shot her full of jizz and she lost interest in me. She didn't even tell me her name. Sheesh! Some women sure are peculiar!The next day at breakfast, I cornered Miriam and asked about the woman. Miriam said, "Alise is an odd one. Years ago, her clit was removed by a witch doctor in her home country. That keeps her from cumming. I am sure that she resents the fact that the rest of us women can. She told me about the best way to sleepin the longer nightgowns so if I tossed and turned, they wouldn't bunchup. Mother and Miss Johnson just listened as Tammy told me all abouther bras and panties. Tammy started telling me about how I should cutmy toenails so I wouldn't get runs and to shave my legs a few timeseach week. We started walking toward the dresses and skirts. Tammypicked up a skirt she said would look just terrific on me. She handedit to me and told me to hold it up like I was. Anyway, I was sitting on my dorm bed, looking at the big pile of Chad'scrap on the bed across from me, and contemplating his last words ("don'ttouch my shit there, studmuffin.") and the difference in our size (abouttwo hundred pounds). I desperately wanted to take a leak on Chad's stuff,set it on fire and just leave forever. Both brave and cowardly in onepackage.My irrationality stems from my size. I might weigh about a buck twenty,and at 5'9" I am skinny as a twig. I have always been small,.