Roy moved in with Leslie and I was alone in my bed, Julia went back to college and it was three nights later that I invited Andrew in to my room, I le...t him strip me after a severe talking to about respecting women and the use of condoms, neither of which he had applied when he tried to fuck Julia, but I made him use one as I rode his cock, we shared a shower and I sucked his cock in the shower, funny how life changes.Three weeks later saw us winging our way to JFK, I had been forced to limit. She would suffer until she begged me to forgive her. Perhaps I would kill her, perhaps cut off a finger or a toe, but she would never forget, if she survived. My plans went wrong right from the word go, my probation officer gave me a list of whores in case I needed a woman, he figured I would stop raping women if I could just pay a few dollars for the pleasure, and I wasted many hours in their company, but while great in bed, they were no great shakes conversation wise and I ended up. “At least tell me you got a hit in,” Eugene says, and gives me a wink trying to loosen me up. And it works because I laugh. “I…. handled myself,” I say putting the rag in the sink, and turn to lean against the counter. “I should hope so,” he says smiling at me. I notice he’s stopped putting shit away and his body is turned toward me. For what felt like the first time today, I forget about my drama --even though it’s the current topic of conversation, because I'm looking at Eugene. His sandy. He said politely he needed to fix some pipes in the bathroom. We were standing close to one another and I was stark naked. He slowly lowered his head and gazed from my exposed boobs all the way to my feet.A slight smile broke on his face as he turned around to hand me the towel. The smell of his sweat was arousing and my sexual desires were still at their peak. He handed me the towel but instead of wrapping it around my body I dropped it on the floor as I stepped out of the bathtub.He pulled me.