"It sounds to me as if Glasgow's women are much safer today with someone like him dealt with. Live by the sword, die by the sword - in a manner of spe...king," blushed Mary, as she realised how her words could be construed.Gavin read the morning paper and felt a little bit better about himself at the different way his 'work' was described in this version of his story. He watched quite a bit of daytime TV, lost deep in thought about how the 'family discussion' would go that night. Something nagged. 5:02:00P.M. 5:03:00 P.M... 5:04:00 P.M. The numbers fly, I can't believe it. There has to be a power surge. It simply can't be going that fast. 5:06:00 P.M... 5:07:00 P.M.The hand attached to the end of my arm develops a mind of its own. The telephone receiver rises from the console, the speed dial is pushed, and ringing followed by the answering machine. A strange voice belonging to a strange person unknown to me leaves a message and it is done. The decision has been made.Someone else, who has. As soon as Sasha saw the lust in my eyes she softly let out a moan of approval. I kissed her neck softly and then took her earlobe into my mouth and gently sucked on it and then nibbled on it. I could tell that this made Sasha more aroused as she squirmed under me. I kissed my way down her neck to her tits. I let my tongue trace the circle that was her areole as I watched Sasha's facial reactions. She was watching me as I sucked a nipple into my mouth, causing Sasha to gasp. I treated both. It wasn't pleasant, and I don't particularly like talking about it, but if I can get you off your damn gender horse by talking about it, then I suppose it's worth it."Dr. Abrams looked at him in stunned disbelief. "You're a rape victim?" Yes, I am. Last January, behind Thompson Hall. Four guys beat the living daylights out of me, and then one of them raped me. I just testified in the trial last week." Do you know why this happened, I mean, what was the motive?" Oh, it was a gay-bashing. I'm not.