"From now on you'll call me master," Kate replied as she kissed Amanda's nose. "And you will not order me to help you. Nor will you order me to do any...thing. You're my fucktoy now," she explained, kissing Amanda forcefully."W-why would you do this to me? I t-thought we were friends," Amanda cried while tugging on the ropes the kept her spread on the bed.She grinned wickedly and kissed Amanda. "We are friends. I just . . . love this relationship a bit more than our previous one," she then ran a. " I ran my hand back through his hair with motherly love as I forced a smile on my face."Okay mom! I'm going to go get that firewood!" He trotted off into the forest as my body crumbled, as if I were holding the weight of the world on my shoulders. I staggered to the tent. My legs wobbly, ready to give out. It was already hot, so I kicked my jeans off and then jumped down on my sleeping bag. When is this nightmare going to end? I screamed inside my head. I knew I would need deep psychological. He took my friend to the bedroom my friend noticed he was an old man he always felt uncomfortable around older people he didnt have a strong relationship with his grandfather and he slightly reminded him of his grandfather. ill be upfront with you im eighty years old i lost my partner i have known for over fifty years ive been on my own now for three years its been so hard on me young man he said with a tear in his eye, i see how happy you are with your newly wedded bride it could never be that. He had never in his life felt like he did right now and refused to ever feel that way again. Love was a big risk, something so powerful and destructive that it could blow ones heart up and leave them pathetically weak and vulnerable. He hated feeling vulnerable, he had never felt that before and he would NEVER feel that way again! Fuck love and all that came with it!!! He didn’t need it, after 3 months of hell he realized his father had been right, success was all that truly mattered. So.