I can’t take it much but if I don’t, I start dying.I don’t know if I love her even though I know I can’t. ‘She’ is elder to me at least 10... years but shared the same enthusiasm and lust as me. I lust her, more than I can define through words.I was going to my aunt’s house. I was sitting in my car with my family (mom, dad, and brother). It was a summer day and we were about to exit our street. I saw a woman literally shining in the sun, reflecting each and every ray falling on her body. She was. We sent you to C-B so you'd be able to go to Stanford or Harvard or Cal. The fact that you chose your friends badly out there isn't our fault."Joy blinked at her mother's answer. Collette had rarely been overtly angry toward her but it was obvious that her mother was furious."I didn't have a really big selection of friends to choose from," Joy said defensively."You seem to have picked out a couple of decent ones now," Collette noted."Not really," Joy declared. "Look, until the last few weeks,. _____It was 7:00 in the morning and I was having a hard time keeping my hands from shaking. The economy was slow and I had been on countless interviews in the past week looking for a new job. At only age 21, I didn’t really have many credentials or work experience unless you counted cheerleading in college and a brief stint at Hooter's. I had just about given up hope of finding a decent position, when I ran across a Craigslist Ad: “Are you outgoing? Open-minded? and willing to get the job. I would meet you after work with you dressed up like a pretty sex slave waiting for me at the front door on your hands and knees. When I come home you would tell my how much you want my hard cock in your mouth and ass. You would rub my dick though my pants and lick the bulging outline of my hard cock while you beg for me to give it to you rough. I'd let you unzip my pants and start sucking my balls and shaft. I would grab you by your hair and guide you to the living while you have my dick in.