Let me take care of it," and she could make herself relax.Then one day, something really weird happened. The two of them weresitting in the library, w...hen the new kid, whose eyes had been flutteringfor several minutes, started snoring. Just when Beth decided to wake thenew kid up, she heard a sweet, feminine voice say "Hey Beth. I dont have alot of time here."She looked at the new kid, at it was like double vision. one was the maleversion of the new kid, who was asleep. The other was totally. Lucky for me, everyone thought I'd made myself get hard to get ready for the scene. We went through the dialogue for the scene a couple of times until the director was satisfied.Everybody got into position for the next take. The director yelled "Action!" and I got up from my desk and stood at the front of the classroom. As the camera zoomed in on my face I started masturbating. I remembered to call out the name of Tonya's character, but I was only thinking about David. I realized that I was. I posted the story, it was a little out of place because the site specializes in erotica, but they allowed about anything legal to be posted.It was up for less than eight hours and I started getting emails. Most were complimentary but several with some sincere criticism. I went back and did a thorough spell and punctuation check, and fixed some run on sentences, also paragraphs were too long. One person pointed out that I was being unrealistic on how long I was having my character hit a golf. I swallowed and tried to look into his eyes as I continued. "He made me do ... lots of stuff. Like, sex stuff, mostly. Sometimes he made me go out and do ... other things. For punishment, I guess. When I was bad. I, uhm ... is that what you wanted to know?"Maurice gave me a dead, cold stare. He said, "Why were you his slave, Becky? What did Daniel have on you to force such a pretty child of such obvious means into becoming his sex slave? Was he blackmailing you somehow? Was he paying you with.