"You like that, don't you?" She shakes her head vigorously, but by the way her face is starting to flush, I can tell otherwise. "You're lying slut." I... push harder, forcing my finger to the knuckle. This time she can't hide her moan. I start to pump my finger inside her tight hole. I hear her gasping while she pleads. "N-no, st-stop it, please Da-Damien." I look down and smile. "You're getting wet slut." Her cunt dripping all over the cobblestone, juices pooling underneath her. I pull my finger. " Yes sir," I said. I did a curtsey and I walked down the hall toward thestairs.As I left I heard him say under his breath, "What a fuckin' pussy."I went to stand by the door, as I got there the door bell rang. I lookedat the skirt of my uniform to check it one last time. I smiled a nicesmile and opened the door. It was Mason, he was one of the shorter boyson the football team, still bigger than me. His arms were huge, I'm notsure they ever touched his sides. I bet he could rip a frying pan. “Oh I see, you don’t have enough ingredients? Did you perhaps use them all recently trying to flood the market with your crappy products to reduce the price of our products? Only a few weeks ago, we all sat here and everyone was warned that the monolith was damaged and the city was in danger.“You didn’t think it strange that all our sales dropped in quantity suddenly? We’ve been stockpiling 616 to the brink of excess. We’ve got so much of the stuff, I could fill a lake with it and go fucking. They were so bad that I was surprised I was still alive! I became a freshman in high school and found a little bit of enlightenment. I found Andrea Davis, a sophomore who was so much like me. She was an intelligent girl, she was into my type of music, and she was very beautiful. It was love at first sight, and we started going out. My dad didn't like her, though. In fact, we went out to a party on Halloween night, and I didn't get back in until before sunrise. My dad gave me one of his.