Faustus Mortal: You mean about each proton residing in the absolute center of the universe and the ‘shock wave’ expanding space being an essential... singularity and all that jazz? Sari Stone: Explain it all to me, even if it takes a whole hour! Faustus Mortal blinks. Sari Stone smiles at the celibate cenobite. Faustus Mortal: Well, you know what a metric space is? Sari Stone: uh huh Faustus Mortal: Three points A,B,C. Let d( , ) be the distance. Faustus Mortal: Let d(A,B) be the distance between. I don't know what they're talking about, what they mean by being hurt." You noticed the small smile that your Mother tried unsuccessfully to hide. "Honey," she started. "Some women like what they call Alternative sex. It's a little hard to explain, but being tied up is sometimes part of it. It's when a woman gives complete control to the man she's with." You waiting to interrupt, pounced. "Is it like that with you & Mr. Mike," you whispered. "Does he tie you up & hurt you, do you give Him. This was the key moment. "Eric, dear, don't be embarrassed. There is nothing to be ashamedof. What you're doing is perfectly natural and understandable." Imoved toward him. "I told you from the day you arrived here I wouldtake care of all your needs and protect you. I am certainly not goingto scold you." The fear started to evaporate from Eric's eyes, thoughhe was still very unsure what would or should happen next. I sat downon the bed and gently pushed him by the chest onto his back into a. This can’t be happening. Should I stop should I should I should I…I feel the tip part the folds of over wet flesh. I tell myself there is no going back. I tighten and slowly let him enter me. I feel impaled, I feel obfuscated, I feel remedied I feel violated I feel electric I feel…myself pushing into him. My hips rocking back and forth. Feeling him push against far walls and swell in my grasp. His head is back against the chair, I hold his head in my hand and lower him to the ground. I push my.