What HAPPENED to you?"She sighed and looked away. "Crystal meth happened to me." You became an addict?"She snorted. "I think 'addict' is putting it mi...dly." But you're not anymore." Of course I am," she scoffed before shaking her head sadly. "I'm just ... I'm just trying to crawl my way out of the hole." So that's what this is about? Escaping Carter?"She shook her head and started staring vacantly behind me again. "No. Carter's an asshole, and he's a manipulative, sociopathic bastard, but he's. He would occasionally take it out of his mouth long enough to tell me how much he was enjoying it. I soon felt the urge and announced that I was coming. He just continues to suck and I exploded in his mouth. Wow, what a feeling. I began to think I wish my wife would do that. She never let me come in her mouth.We chatted a little more and I said I needed to go. He said ok but then asked me one more question. Do you want to come back tomorrow? I thought about it for a few seconds and said “I. "I took her home and she invited me in. I said no." I don't buy the gentleman act for a second. The elevator is quickly approaching my floor and I turn away from him. "How courteous of you. 'Night," I say, mockingly. The doors ping open but as I begin to walk out, Dylan pulls me back and pushes me against the wall. He puts his hands on the wall by either side of my face, staring intently into my eyes. "No, you're not walking away from me again," he growls at me. My heart is racing as his. As a kid, I was exploited, painfully, by an adult man. Later, I put him in his place, and I think avoided trauma.“At a party in San Francisco, however, a nice kinky lady brought over what appeared to be a damned sexy woman, to join our play. She turned out to be genderfluid, male by birth. Eventually, Miss Ume -- she was a prodomme although our personal play didn’t involve dominance -- encouraged me to spread my legs. Gayle, our new partner, soon was licking my buttocks, and then anus. It felt.