“Gentle? Promise? And if it hurts you have to stop, promise? Promise me!” George was almost ecstatic. “I promise!” he said. Oh my God! I was a...out to watch this guy take her anal virginity. “So how do you want to do this?” she asked. “It’s totally up to you. I can go from behind or you can ride. It’s your choice. How ever you think will be more comfortable for you.” She eyed him suspiciously. “Look here,” she said. “No guy has ever taken my ass. Never. If I’m going to give it up to your sissy. I look younger than I am, and that boyish-charm thing can manage wonders,sometimes. Even in the boardroom, especially if it's some chick CEO I'mtrying to impress.Another thing the girls love is the body. I keep myself in shape. Nowthere's an understatement. I keep myself in really good shape. Some mightcall it obsessive. Some habits just die hard. Chicks love the abs ofsteel. Couple that with money and, yeah, I do pretty damn well at theclubs on a Saturday night. I'm no millionaire, but I'm. Then a man pulled her out of the back seat of a car, only to toss her hard into the trunk of another. The girl cried out."Don't do this. Please, I'll be good! I won't fight anymore, please!" You said that, the last time. That was your only chance," said a male voice.Jen felt that the girl knew the man but she couldn't or wouldn't put a name to him other than stepfather.Then the trunk of the car closed. It was dark and she hurt. Then her view changed and Jen could see the child's face."Please. I guess it was because now Buffy had a chance to quit being a slayer. She would be able to be the normal girl she wanted to be. Then the accidental murder of Deputy Mayor Finch happened. The difference in opinions on what do about it sent me into my normal routine of defending myself and not caring about anyone else. Distrust quickly appeared among me, Buffy, the Watcher's Council, and their lap dog at that time, Wesley.Release yourself from miseryThere's only one thing gonna set you free.