The flip side, is that I never really let myself be myself. I always catered to their needs and desires. Well, not totally, but it was better to be pa...sive and agreeable than argue. And most of the time, I didn't particularly care one way or another. That's part of the problem right there. I didn't care.Shit. Jenny must be right. I am a closed book. So if that's the problem, the obvious solution is let myself open up. To get beyond the simple expedient of being 'the boyfriend' and allowing them. Angela, three years, gone too soon.”It wasn’t making sense but he had succeeded in sparking my curiosity, which, in my condition, was remarkable in itself.“Now, you know how my mother was with names.” He’d showed me the Auden and Duane thing with the same five letters.“I remember,” I actually said, finding my voice again.“Do you know the meaning of my name, Auden?”Strange, but I shook my head and shrugged.“There are a couple, one very common, the other much less so. The common one is ‘old. I got good at it. Not first time I have had to fight men.’I raised my bottle to her, ‘Thank God you were there, Nin. You wereawesome.’‘To Ninja Nin,’ said Shane, and we all collapsed in laughter.‘What did you say to him when we left, Nin?’ I asked.‘I tell him next time I meet him I cut off his balls with his knife.’That set us off again.‘Look, Nin, I could get you a job teaching close quarter fighting anytime,’ said Shane when we had stopped laughing.‘Thank you, Shane, but I not sure anyone. “I need you… I need all of you. I need to feel you inside me. I need me to use me…..” she responded. I forced my lips against hers, my hand sliding down towards her warm saturated crotch. I forcefully slid a couple fingers into her sultry cunt. Letting out a moan of pleasure her teeth nibbled my lip. I pushed in a third finger, while my thumb swirled around her clit. The room reeked of sex. I withdrew my fingers from her and forcefully turned her around and leaned her against the cold metal.