"Again, it was strange. Lightly salted, but the texture was stillunfamiliar. Like olive oil? Like a raw egg white? It seemed tomelt in my mouth. ...Not unpleasant. This was the strangest massageI had ever had, I was thinking. Cora now told me to stand, andhanded me my bathrobe. Gail's robe. "There, that's much better,"she pronounced.I was still in a late afterglow of my climax, but worried again. "Do you think my wife will notice how my skin is now?" I askedfoolishly?"Of course she will,". Even with Carl expelled from school, Bryan and the goon squad are still in full force as Wayne has taken Carl’s place.Saturday night I pick Katy up at 6pm. I’m not planning anything special, dinner, the arcade, and then home. I don’t want to spend a lot of time with her. I take her to a cozy restaurant as she sits in silence. She has not said anything since I picked her up. We order our food and as we’re waiting she says, “DW, I’m so sorry” ... I cut her off and say, “Katy, I don’t want to talk. I shake my head slightly, mouthing "no" through pouting lips, even as my tongue seeks out his sticky fingers. Knowing that my actions have betrayed my empty gestures, I feel like the cheap, pathetic little faggot that my Master labels me, and then begin to cry silent tears as his laughter becomes louder and more sneering."Oh no, bitch," he tells me, "You’ve already graduated way past the "make me" stage. You couldn’t get enough of me, could you, my cock-hungry little faggot" he taunts, taking a. Tony movedup close behind me and took over the grip on my arms,still holding them above my head. Something coldslipped underneath my left bra strap and then theleft cup was sagging as the strap parted. The samething happened on the other side, the strap slashedright across in one stroke. My breasts started tospill out, a process, which Marco quickly helpedalong, scooping each of them from its sheltering cupwith a flick of his powerful hands like a bearthrowing fish out of a river.I’ve.