Fiona couldn't understand much other than the words accident and I'm so sorry.Damian reached over and slapped Sean across the face. "Shut the fuck up ...ou stupid pussy and tell Fiona what you did." " I... I d,d, don't want to. You got your revenge now fuck off," Sean said still sputtering and shaking."We are far from being through," Damian said his voice taking on a tone of seriousness. After some more forceful coercing and threats of sharp unrelenting ultra-violence, Sean finally started to. She started to become addicted to the sensation she could bring to her body and loved how good it felt.After graduating college Addison landed a very good job at one of the largest television stations in her state. With the help of her good grades, her interning and the recommendation of her broadcasting teachers, she was hired as an assistant to the programing department. It paid well, and the opportunities were promising. When she settled into her own apartment, she very quickly purchased her. Turning left round the back of the trailer it opened up into a open space that looked like an area used for lunch breaks. There was a little bench with a microwave and a tea urn; in the middle of the floor were two very worn green sofas and two armchairs in different colours, everything looked covered in grease. Standing I the corner under a big manmade looking chimney stood an old barrel with fire coming from it and the smoke leaving the garage via the chimney; this was obviously the heating. He’s the guy I told you I’ve been talking to.”“But you’re OK now?”“I’m not suicidal or clinically depressed, but I’m pretty far from ‘OK’. She hurt me pretty badly, Dale.”“You haven’t exactly been a monk, Mike.”“I didn’t mean it that way. I know what I just said about assigning motives, but what was her purpose in sending those to me at this point?”“Inflicting emotional pain,” he said. “Well, I have a cure. Come up to Madison, we’ll find you a couple of Freshmen who are in their wild stage.