He's the one that fucked up, not you. It had nothing to do with you. He was a sick bastard and you suffered the consequences. Stop punishing yourself....Let someone love you."I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He knew! He knew everything about me. "What the hell has Sara been telling you? Does everyone have to know about my humiliation?" It was twelve years ago. Do you think he was worth twelve years of your life? Open your eyes, damn you! See what's in front of you. I'm here and I could love. Her pussy exploded with heat and fury, like someone had just thrown a match into a fireworks shop. The surprise and shock of impact pushed her completely over the edge and she lost her control to the swirling mass of electrical ecstasy that was ripping through her mind and body. She shook and shuddered violently against her bindings, unable to move or make any noise apart from a continual low guttural moan.Before she had even had a chance to recover, his thick cock was thrust deep into her. We stayed listening to music and drinking beer till midnight. I didn't feel the beer at all, which was another indication I wasn't imagining things. "So Wilson, how you gonna slip the camera into the joint?" I asked as we hit the parking lot. I think I'll use the air freshener in the wall plug. It worked for you and it should work for me. Especially if I get it in an out of the way one." Yeah but angle the lens up. All I got were people's legs and feet." I replied. Unless they were all the way. I catch it, and reach up to stab at his chest. Both swords make contact just before I hit the floor near his left foot, and roll away. The umpire declares I gave Joe a severe cut while he gave me a disabling blow. If the fight had been real, and back in Roman times, we both would likely have died from the wounds. As it is, I get my two touches while he gets one. We smile at each other while we start to take the gear off.I bow, and say, “I’ll pick Meredith up to go have dinner at Pat’s Place.