Chapter One ‘Meet Mark Surrender’ Mark’s bulgy fat fingers gripped tightly around the steering wheel of his light blue four door automobile, as ...e was driving home from his job. Only one real constant thing was on his mind, he was hungry. He thought about the choices of food he could nuke in the microwave oven as soon as he got home. As he pulled up to a stop at a red light, he knew there were pizza rolls, burritos, and even hamburgers he could nuke. He didn’t know exactly what he wanted, maybe. It hurts less to hate the world around me than to want to be a part of it. It hurts less to hate others than to be starving for a connection.But I don’t want to be the cliché outsider who thinks that he knows better than everyone because he sees everything in a jaded light. Social constructs and conventions always seem like a stupid waste of time to me, but I only think they’re stupid because I’m incapable of enjoying them. While I always judge the people around me and hate them for being. Her hands were cool next to the heat radiating from my member as she began to stroke it slowly. Steph's hand on my chest began to push gently until I backed up next to the bed. I pulled Steph close to me, with one hand firmly gripping her ass through her white leather pants. She turned slightly sideways to give herself room to keep playing with my penis. I slid my free hand along her side and made my way to the front of her pants, hoping to play with her through the thick leather material.Steph. “You look beautiful,” I said with a deep growl, “Just a couple of adjustments.” I could feel her breathing increase and knew from her whimper the excitement was building inside of her. I released her hair and brought my hands down to the front of her blouse. I undid the top to buttons so that the top of her pink lace bra showed. I slid my hands down her sides to the bottom of her skirt. I slide my hand under her skirt and felt silky panties. “That must have been what she grabbed from her.