”“I don’t want my girlfriend selected by a vote,” I said. “I’m pretty happy with the ones I’ve got.”“They’re not voting, they’re...guessing. It will be fun.”“If you say so.”My preliminary portfolio review did not go well.Art History and Art Orientation would have final exams. Fundamentals, Concepts, and Figure Painting had final projects. I was supposed to be able to show my progress through my portfolio and then the review committee would determine if I should continue on my current course of. How could Clint be so calm? How did he think he would get away with this?I'd ruined everything.President Carver threw open the door to his office, motioning us to enter. He glowered at us both, his hazel eyes boring into me. I shrunk and pressed myself against my brother. I just wanted him to hold me.“It'll be okay, Princess,” Clint whispered as we entered the small office, shelves on the wall covered in books on education, several degrees framed and hanging on the wall proclaiming the. They eventually forgot about me completely and left me on the table. I stared up at the stars for the moon had forsaken me and allowed myself to numb out on the drugs I had taken. My body was numb with cold and my lips had turned blue. My eyes were made of glass and my spirit had been shattered as such. God no longer existed and I could feel myself fading away into nothingness as I allowed my heart to stop beating and accept the surplus of drugs in my veins to slip away into death. The back of. Suddenly, Angelica screamed like she was possessed. Her body trembled and her vagina twitched and spasmed around David’s throbbing penis.Her orgasm lasted a good two minutes. All the while, David had to bear the frustration and discomfort of needing to cum but being unable to.Finally, Angelica dismounted David. She began to dress.David sat up and looked at Angelica. He felt something he couldn’t explain towards her. A desire, a fury, a care and a sadness. He couldn’t bear to think what it.