Sending pain throughout my body. "I got to get deeper, oh you feel so good baby. I want it all in you." He pushes and the worst pain racks my body as ...e breaks my hymen. I want to kill him. "Get off of me Frank, please!" He pushes on wiggling trying to cram his big dick into my little hole."You feel so good around me, I'm going to put all seven inches in you." Now I'm crying and Frank is still trying to fit all of him inside of me. I keep pushing at his chest but its no use.After a while I lay. Look how he helped me off the stage that disastrous first night. He's just being nice. " Ha!Wonder what your precious Rick would say about that!" Ya know, he's not the angel you think he is!"I turned around now and stared straight into her eyes. "Oh, I know he's no angel, far from it. "I said. " "He likes rough sex, don't he?" "What was that?"I said with a shocked look on my face. "Ah, nothin', why don'tcha ask him?"My heart sank to my stomach now. I knew what she was telling me. She didn't. Or another 'you' that might have not have caughtthe pen. Or caught it with your other hand. Or maybe we'd all bescreaming because I hit you in the eye." She chuckled at her own morbidjoke.I was too caught up to catch her joke and continued unabated, "But...but what if there was a way for me to go to one of those branches?" You can't. Well, maybe you can if you could travel back in time tobefore a branching point and then happened to become entangled in theother branch's wave function... . I didn't lust after every one I saw, but certain types captured my eye and my heart. In Kansas, I'd been fond of two young teachers in their twenties — one was an assistant coach, the other taught Chemistry — and both had fueled my masturbatory fantasies.It was more emotional than physical. I didn't lust after a particular shape or size of breast or buttocks like the boys often do; I cared more for their attitude and personality than anything else. An aura of confidence and femininity helped,.