I've always been shy. When I liked a girl, I could never bring myself to tell her for fear of rejection. I was normally well-spoken with my friends or...teachers or coworkers, but for some reason, words always failed me when I was trying to talk to a girl I like. Honestly, I was surprised Victoria recognized me at all. We had hardly spoken in high school; after all, she was a pretty girl, and I was shy.My looks had never made up for my shyness either. I didn't have an athletic build or a chiseled. This was obviously a spoilt rich girl who was used to getting what she wanted. Her fists were clenched and her eyes seemed to ready to burn. ‘C’mon honey….say PLEASE give me my weed’. ‘Give me the fucking bag nigger’ she hissed. As she said it Sarah felt her knees tremble. She’d crossed the line and she knew it. Silently the man’s grin receded. He looked her over, his eyes glazed and cold. Playtime was over. ‘You got some mouth on you’ he said quietly. ‘You’ze a long way from the city now tho.. Later I gave him the first of many blow jobs.Grinning,he opened his jeans for me,"getting an early start are we?". What he didn't see was the tube of Astroglide in my hand.He is an amazingly horny man.Even with constant sex from his wife and me,he gets instantly and rigidly stiff.At full erection I looked up, took my mouth off him and began applying the lube.He stood expressionless as I looked up,"you're gonna give me what I need today.You're gonna take me to your bed, mount me from behind and. And well, now they were where they were. Was I stunned? Oh yeah, I was stunned. All of this just to lose weight! But I didn’t immediately say anything or criticize her. For a long moment after her confession, I just stared. She broke the spell.“I am so sorry, Julian. I was crazy, and now I’m going to pay for my mistakes. I need you to go on. Forget me. I don’t deserve you. Ever since high school you’ve been there for me, and now I’ve screwed up, irredeemably screwed up. I deserve to be punished.