? The little pin pricks caused a weird sensation on my cock, not quite pain but certainly not comfortable. He placed the nipple clamps back on and t...hen released my legs and hands from the cross. He handed me a bottle of water and asked if I needed to use the restroom. He said he was going to set up the next part of the session and I was to wait here for him. He reminded me not to touch myself. I told him I wouldn?t. ?I don?t think you will but just in case.? He brought me to the wall. I smiled and hurried to my room.The next day went on as normal. When I got to school, two jocks gave me a wedgie. At lunch two more tried to flush my head down the toilet, and when school let out, another ran his truck into a water puddle I was standing beside and soaked my clothes. When I got home I showered and headed to work.I was on break when one of the cashiers called over the intercom that I had a visitor. I put my ipad back into my locker and headed to the front of the store. I was. Eat all of that stew. You need the nutrients."She stalked away, leaving me to my meal. Watching her move reminded me of watching documentaries about tigers or snow leopards; she had a deadly grace about her. Given the culture of the Afghan-Paki border region, I would not think any woman could fight in a trained way, but I was having trouble thinking around her and I seemed to have a type. My first girlfriend was a black belt in Jeet Kune Do who won enough tournament trophies to fill her. Maybe that was why she liked me — half man and half child, half determined and half cowardly.Jean dropped the Celine book into my hands. "Here, I'm getting this for you. You need to read it." I can pay--" You most certainly cannot," she said. "This is a gift." She thought for a moment and than plucked a porno magazine off the shelf as well. It was the April issue of a classy publication called Ass Lovers' Monthly. "You have to get some smut as well. It's the Patrick's Books experience."I mutely.