It started when I went to the local college to look at some continuingeducation classes. I was struggling a little with my job, and thoughtmaybe I cou...ld find something that would lead to something better once Ihad the training.And then I saw David.Back when I was still in high school David had been the school's bestartist, and after the football players one of the most popular guys withthe girls.Whereas I was an awkward shy kid trying desperately to stay invisible.Despite this, he was pretty. 6. It makes me feel dirty and depraved. I'd sit there with my friends having a drink together or just conversing and I'd be thinking how they don't realise that sitting among them is a depraved (and I'm speaking from the point of view of the moral majority here) cunt of a human being who likes to get her shithole stuffed with all sorts of things, a woman whose ultimate delight is in taking the role of a bitch in heat and being a disgrace to all other real ladies. A real cunt needs to feel. "Do you show that girl in there any consideration?" I've never laid a finger on her." No, but you let your partner torture her. You may as well be doing it yourself." He's not my partner, and I don't approve of his methods." And yet, you do nothing to stop him. You're a pig, just like him."He seized her arm, jerking her away from the wall of the lift. Holding her in front of the door, he waited in silence until the elevator stopped."I'll see if I can't distract Rolf from his games," he said. The tension in his loins crescendoed, but she backed away before he could come.“Luke, I’m going to be a little evil to you today. I promise that, if you do as I ask, it will be well worth a few hours of suffering. I want to start by doing all sorts of deliciously naughty things with you on your bed — right where you hoped I’d be all those weeks ago — but here’s the catch: I don’t want you to come. If at any point you can’t help it, then go ahead; this isn’t like when I was submitting to you,.