Christopher. I know I should. That’s your fault. I know that too. You stare at me pained, hopeful, and wary. What are you waiting for? This cocktail... of me-suppressing drugs is no recipe for love. I can barely feel me, let alone you. I feel resentment stirring. Blessed resentment! That’s something, that’s mine. August They say I’m doing better. I’m off Suicide Street and have moved to Pitiful Parade. And they say that’s better. I wish you wouldn’t visit so often. I don’t want to hear about life. "Well now that we are all here, let me get everyone up to date." Idin said.Everyone nodded."Yes please." Morgana said smiling at Idin give him a seductive look.I saw Idin shift uncomfortably and nod."Well I asked your father for help, but being him he was busy, so he sent you, I assure you Morgana that I need your help and am grateful for it." Idin said."A pleasure Idin." Morgana smiled."The ma ... The being in the corner who is very silent, is an old friend, who is here because him and his. I watched and felt Mary’s climax building as she closed her eyes and began to climax against my touch, sliding my fingers in her as I feel her pussy squeezing against them. As her climax subsides I relax a little as I enjoy my own cock, stroking Toms for him as he is stroking me… I began to really enjoy myself and felt the pleasure building for my own climax, I began to moan as I exploded in ecstasy as I watched as Mary moved a hand to her pussy to enjoy watching the first man explode. Tom. A few more trips into the Ladies Room and I became aware that suddenly, I preferred it. The women so much more friendly there, the solidarity when a guy entered the room, the joy as he was successfully kicked… Ahhh. This was more my style. Then one day a little while after I first entered, a name I remembered from the regular chat rooms from before I took a break on Lush… You know who you are. You talked to me, you made friends with me, like nobody else had before. I found myself falling for.