To hide from the heat I'm sitting in my favorite place, on the grass beneath one of the oak trees, planted around the courtyard. A Foo Fighters song i... echoing in my head and I let my eyes and thoughts stray. After I eat my sandwich I usually withdraw in a secluded corner, so I don't have to listen to the crap that comes out of some people's mouths or speakers.Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time, because I can't relate to “bitches” and “drive-bys” and I don't feel the urge to wear. I want to get fucked. I want to be rode by a man. An intact man.I'm sorry Mick but I'm going out, I'm going to find a man and let himfuck me until I'm sore. Then I'll come home to you."She started the engine. Mick was speechless. There were things that hewanted to say. He wanted to stop her, but found that he couldn't. Hecould just stand there and watch her pull out of the garage and saw hertail lights fade into the distance.He was numb. He closed the garage door and walked back inside.. Might as well call me and get started.TINY-CLITTY SISSY FAGGOT:Awww, it’s so cute! Poor widdle wee-willied wankers like you are pretty much doomed to be sissies due to your underendowment. You might as well wear panties 24/7, peaches, because you definitely don’t have what it takes to fill a real man’s jockies…and your panties look so pretty and flat in the front! Make sure and give me a call so that you don’t ever forget what a worthless tiny-dicked sissy loser you are.STRAP-ON SISSY. "How does it feel, you little whore?" Chris yelled really excited."It hurts, Chris!" I said. The pain was tremendous as his unlubed cockhead penetrated my virgin hole."Shut up and take it like a real man!" Chris moaned and with one mighty thrust he shoved the full length of his dick in my tight ass."Yeah, it's as tight as I thought!" he uttered triumphantly and he started fucking me really hard. He pounded my hole again and again, tearing me apart."You're hurting me, Chris! Stop! I'll do.