Smiling impishly, he commands, "Sit on my dick, bitch."Grinning seductively, I straddle Michael’s lap, hovering just over his tip and denying him pe...etration. I carefully watch his facial features contorted in unresolved lust as I suspend my pussy just out of reach of his nine inch wonder. "Now that you've said yes, Michael," I whisper, clutching his cock in my right hand and stroking it slowly, "I don't know if I want to anymore. Maybe I'll just use you to jack off." I fist him once more. She sent a bolder message on Orkut stating she was thinking of me as her hubby made love to her. And she did not know if it was right. While I felt nice reading that, I was confused too, as this attention was pulling me a lot.We went on to use adjectives in our messages, and within a week, ended up discussing sex, making love etc. It became every night sex chat affair. This went on for a few more weeks. It intensified further where both of us ended interacting on phone and started doing. Lilith watched every move the girl made. Biding her time, one day Lilith slipped out and possessed the girl through her eyes. Seizing control of the vain girl, Lilith was able to dominate the girl's every move. Driven by the evil of Lilith's wishes, the girl allowed her own baser desires to control her. Driven by Lilith's overwhelming lust, the girl became promiscuous and in the end a murdered whore who broke her parent's hearts. Or, so the story goes.I, however, believe this poem describes. GRRRR!! That first interview and Laci’s remarkable questions led to a friendship between the two and every time Trent had a problem, needed an opinion, wanted a sympathetic ear, he called Laci. Every damn time. Why did Trent have to call her so much? Why wasn’t he calling other actors? Wasn’t there a place where all the actors met and socialized and talked about whatever it was actors talked about while they patted each other on their respective backs and gave each other awards? Why couldn’t.