. the way my mother looked at me... she didn't look at me that lovingly for years. And I doubt she would have been that forgiving with my former self....The way she talked to me changed just because I changed myself. Maybe this was what Aphrodite meant? Is this all this was about?'I want cock! I want to get fucked!'Ugh... that's right, there was that part of my dream. The memory of me saying it echoed through my mind and it hurt a lot. Eww... why did I say this to the Goddess? I do feel nothing. She had a young pretty face with a few freckles over her nose and cheeks. The red mist had settled over everything and I was almost deaf to her pleas."Please, Mister," she croaked again. "Please, I'll do anything if you don't hurt me."Hurt you, I'm going to listen to you scream and beg for mercy before I've finished with you, I thought. Somehow, her small freckles looked bigger now and they flashed red in my eyes."Please," she begged again.I squeezed my left hand harder but it wouldn't obey. He fondled her with his eyes. They caressed her budding young tits through the material of her shifts. They squeezed her round asscheeks and moved around to rub and caress the silky hair covering her virgin cunt. He fucked her with his eyes and she felt violated.Pa's other friends would check her out with their eyes, but it just wasn't the same. With them it was like a compliment to her. With Charlie it was degrading and he made her feel used. With him it didn't stop with the visual violations.. What she saw shocked her. Patrick had his back turned to her, squatted down on the bed in his knees, naked. Sarah could see through the fast pistoning motion of his right arm, he was masturbating! She let out a loud sigh & accidentally pushed the door wide open creating a loud banging noise. Patrick jumped up & looked round to Sarah standing at the door. With his sudden movement, she could see resting on his pillow was a laptop playing a video at full screen format. There was something about.