Or at least I thought it might be, I was hell on wheels I suppose. Freshly released I left my door, out to get laid. And why not? I was after all, ...2 years old. I had thought, I had loved but damn, it's time to Fuck, I thought.So down on highway 51 I went that night for what seemed hours. Cars, people, no eye contact. Searching for a green eyed goddess he spotted me, and as a cheetah in dusk he pounced."hey, do you have any matches" he grinnedI settled my head up and my eyes focused, um,. I wanted to do her first but she begged me to cum first. She asked if I wanted her to get completly undressed and I said yes but when she got down to just her stockings I stopped her. Something about her beautiful cock and the stockings made her even hotter if that is possible.She held my throbbing cock and slowly pulled the foreskin back. The way she does this is out of this world and then she covers it with her hot, sexy mouth. I watched her as she deep throated me and instead of pulling. "Gor."Her voice came softly to him."You'd better do as he says."He turned and met her eyes. Eyes which were tired, filled with hopelessness and despair. He wanted to face the evil man, all the evil people of this castle and shatter their bodies as they had shattered the hopes, dreams and spirit of this sweet young girl.But, he knew his anger would only bring more suffering, more pain.The piece of the pole he held, clattered to the floor outside the cage.Picking up the pieces, Lars lips. They were just one big bunch of young men and young women that had all performed extremely well at the task he had set them all in that first session way back on Monday morning.Right now Jared Reznik was displaying his open appreciation for the dozen or so group presentations he had just witnessed. He was also very appreciative of the very professional way all those groups had written up their calculations and findings as related to parabolic curves and the mathematics of quadratics that went.