Once they'd fulfilled that function, they were discarded until the next time they were desired. And once they were used, they were always considered a...ailable, no matter how they felt about it.He referred to them as cunts or whores or bitches, never as girls or women. It was all bad but I think the story that pushed him beyond redemption as far as I was concerned was about a girl a year behind me in school. She was always trying to be popular but never quite making it. There were a lot of jokes. Instead of doing laundry, she just picked out what she wanted and wore it, no money or credit cards needed. The sheets on the mattress were pale pink with girly designs. She had brought a matching lamp set and comforter, making it as comfortable as possible. The designs soothed her, reminding her of less lonely times. Mika had had a sweet boyfriend and they had been together for two years. He took her to her last two proms and her parents had loved him. He had been a wonderful boyfriend,. " Mrs. Jameson said, shutting the heavy steel door behind me followed by what sounded like a series of locks and deadbolts being slid into place."Uh..." suddenly, something felt very, very wrong. I descended the stairs carefully.At the bottom there was another door. I opened it and stepped into the Jameson's basement recreation-room."Girls?" It was dark and it took my eyes a few minutes to adjust. I took a couple of tentative steps forward."Good evening, girls, I..." I halted in mid sentence,. "Oh, God yes," she said. With this encouragement, I really started stroking hard, and Sue started to have a series of orgasms run through her body. It was really getting good to me then, so I gave it all I had and Sue screamed, and fainted. I asked Sally if she wanted a turn. "Yes," she said, "But if you come too quick you will have to do me again." Can I do you again anyway?" I asked. She pulled me to her and we made wild love, until I came hard, and so did she. We stayed together and I did.