Justine looked at me."Well, I've never had this happen before," she said.I was confused."Have what happen?" I finally said."Someone tell me no," she s...aid."Wait. What? You've done this before?" I finally said."Yes. Just once. It's a fantasy of mine. I wanted to. And well, it kinda happened. But not quite," she said."What happened but not quite?" I finally said. I had no idea what the fuck she was talking about.She didn't answer. She finally just stood there. And her face was red, but she. "She remembered her twentieth birthday in Seattle, when Leo and Chris and those other women had played the dom game with her, fucked her in every hole, pissed on her..........her mind drifted away from the present to the past......" God, that was so intense, I came so much, I thought I was going to melt........." " Fuck yeah, do it, lover, do it"Rachel was on her back, quite openly masturbating now: " Denis, do you like to see me do this? I have a strap-on penis in my purse, dear........... I. -Love BitesLove bites and lullabies, they filled my day, yet by the setting sun Iwas accused of being gay. A homosexual cross dresser by my brother, adisgrace by my father (I just wanted you to grow into a man I could beproud of), a little slut by my mother. My sister, well she just lovedthe gossip and the stories I told her in our fold of togetherness, shewas into detail, wanting me to walk her along the way of my dirty summerstories. That helped of course in getting to borrow some things from. I miss you already. Lots of love, Andy."I began the short, torturous walk to Sarah's house. It was a nice day and didn't take long but it felt like ages.I worried myself, what would Sarah say or do? What should I say? I began to plan a little speech in my head but kept rethinking and rewording it. I knew I had to apologise, she asked me to calm down and I lost it. I overreacted, plain and simple.I knocked on the door to Sarah's house and her mum answered, her hair all over the place. She was.