Off you go. Oh, cancel my booked lessons. ‘Goodbye bitch.’ That miffed Glade. She considered she’d done nothing to deserve that title. Ah well, ...e was only a guy whose life revolved around tennis. A thought struck her: what did her life revolve around? Well, until a minute ago it had been revolving around sex twice a week with Rodney Beamish. Three days later Glade was sitting in the office of the dean of Frank’s former business school that had lost contact with him over the years. There had. So why do I fight the Sociopaths if I’m one of them? That’s a very good question. I mean, I know how it all sounds. A guy from a long line of bad guys claims to fight the bad guys. It sounds fishy. Why is he doing this? What’s in it for him? I’ll answer those questions soon enough. I started out just like most of them do. I had dark urges inside which I couldn’t control. I did all kinds of bad things when I was younger. I got into a lot of fights, I stole from friends, family and. With her legs wrapped around me, I lean over her, holding myself up with one arm. The other arm goes between gently choking her to holding her face against mine, to squeezing her breasts. My mouth sucks her nipples, and my teeth bite and pull at them. My cock works in and out of her as fast as I can, the need to cum is almost impossible to ignore. She just feels so good. “Cum for me, cum on me. Squirt your cum all over my pussy!” she shrieks as her fingers work her swollen lips. That is all it. He them took out a whip and started whipping me. It felt good. I started to bleed all over my body, but it didn’t matter as the sensations kept coming.He took me to my room and Saturn came in and looked at me. I have seen much worse for other fellows that you will meet in the future. She started rubbing me with the medications and like magic all the wounds healed as if nothing had happened. Time to sit on the chair again and put the pumps on. He gave me something to drink and before you.