He had even lost track ofthe actual times he slept. He felt weak and wished for sleep when hewas awake. Sleep was the only thing keeping him from be...ng bored in thedarkness.Then the music started. It was melodic and instrumental soothing crapthat droned on and on and on. It was almost worse than the silence.There was a chain of songs that would repeat again and again. Soon hehad the music memorized and was thinking the next verse before it evenhappened. He even dreamed about the fucking. But it felt odd. She looked down and found that she wassitting on top of Paul. She tried to get up but couldn't.She felt Paul's member growing under her pantied bottom. Paul easilymaneuvered under Angela's skirt and removed her panties. She began tocry when she felt his penis penetrating her soft ass. The pain wasalmost unbearable. But as he began to pump in and out of her, she feltpleasure too. She couldn't deny the feelings deep inside her. She lovedit. She felt her tiny penis disappear and. “Everyone has backed out of every upcoming role I have, including the one we had just started shooting, ‘Two-Moon Memphis’. That was this call. They are abandoning me because I beat the shit out of some gigantic dickless bastard who hit me first.” The bitterness in her voice surprised even herself. It was shocking for Mattson to hear. He pulled his friend close with both arms, holding her tightly to him as she started to sob.“Hey, sweetie, it’s okay. You are going to be okay. Shhhh. Alright. I guess that might have had something to do with my lack of social skills with the ladies. My mother noticed the problem and really tried to help me. I spent almost two years going to ballroom dance classes with her, but all I got out of it was the ability to dance. I still lacked the confidence and courage to meet and relate to the opposite sex.After I finished school, my mother married and moved to Florida. We talk several times a year, but that is the only contact that I have had with her.I.