Pictures were great for when I was so close to orgasm that I needed to concentrate on my pussy but the stories really got me in the mood. I found that...the stories served as an amplifier to my normal state of sexual arousal and I loved the feeling they gave me. I especially liked the ones written from the female point of view, too. Some of the things these women wrote about just shocked me to the core. And that got me hot. I quickly learned that the more something shocked me, the more intrigued. I said ‘if’ to myself because I wasn’t sure yet that it was the right thing to do. Yes, she’d clearly stated what she wanted, but I wanted to make sure this wasn’t going to end with her deciding it was a mistake, or worse, thinking that she and I could have some kind of relationship. And that gave me pause as well, given the guys who she’d been out with that had basically used her. It was that last thought that really gave me pause.Rosie looked at me with an odd combination of desire,. I pointed out how meager were the crops this past year, so they could not expect to get much, if any thing from the peasants. The look on their faces became pretty grim, but I saved the day by saying that I had been able to build up a ready supply of food that I was able to sell to the Knights Templar at a reasonable price. Ah, that relieved the tension in the room and we settled into a bargaining session. To my surprise, I was able to get more money for the food than I expected, and the. I had a shitty used car and lived at home still. I went out to a bar one particular night in the dead of winter, I was tired of masturbating, I was still a virgin, I had $10,000 saved up, I figured I’ll get a prostitute. So I drove downtown in my shitty used car and parked. It was cold, I was depressed and lonely, so I went to a few bars, and eventually found a strip club…Being a 19 year old virgin, horny as hell, I figured why not. I got in, and ordered a beer at the bar. I sat down and just.