That friendship had only started because she was abusy-body and had come to introduce herself to us when we moved in. Iwatched some TV for a while bef...re starting to tidy the house and thinkabout what to make for dinner.I was deep in thought, with my head in the fridge when I heard the knock.I wasn't expecting a delivery so headed over to the door. I opened it andfound myself face to face with a young, blonde haired man. He was dressedcasually in jeans and a checked shirt. His sneakers looked. It was better than staying in my dormroom, as I had two roommates. Plus, she'd fucked a few loads out of me thenight before, something we definitely couldn't do in my dorm. I couldn'timagine the embarrassment if my roommates walked in on her plowing me andcalling me her little bitch boy.I thought of the previous night as I took a long, hot shower. My handsroamed my body, feeling the smooth lean muscle. I flicked the smallbarbell piercings in my nipples and sighed as they sent jolts through. She was still somewhat stunned by these revelations and was only barely conscious of his question. "At first they would want to tear you apart and then," she shrugged, "it would only get worse from there." I thought as much," he mused. "Jar, think what would have happened if thirty seasons ago someone had come to Jeevel and preached that slavery was evil and needed to be destroyed." Oh!" she sounded surprised. "Yes, that would have been bad, very bad. But what can we do? We can't just sit back. I am John Carmody, I am 33 now, almost 6’ tall, slightly underweight at 145 lbs. I am a very successful author of young adult stories, and ‘bodice rippers’ romance and some other kinds of novels. I use different pseudonyms for different genres of stories. My names besides my own are Gary Croswell for my young adult stories, Elizebeth Jester for my contemporary romance novels, and Becka Ballintine for my old west romances.I met CC (Carolina Catherine) Dolman when I was 27. We met in an.