If this was enough of a setback, and the reason for me to have tension, she came with a shitload of problems in my life.Her name was Sherry and becaus...e of her, I was really sorry for one whole friggin year. I used to use Facebook in my 11th as I was new to Facebook and really liked it. I used it every day and used to talk to everyone and send a request to anyone even if I didn’t know the person, and one of them was Sherry.I also talked to her casually and politely. I don’t know what happened. The biting pang of betrayal was by no means lifting but it was stepping back, as if to bide its time until sometime later when this all could be resolved in an atmosphere of reason.And that inchoate excitement was mounting. Bizarre threads of stimulation formed and thickened, as if I were watching an especially well-made erotic movie, only much better since the players were real; the action was real, and one of them was the woman who, despite it all, I still loved.A decision was made, one that. This was driving her crazy. I used to bite her collarbones and slide my tongue over her neck randomly and give her a love bite. Then i used to go and bite her earlobes at regular intervals. After continuing this for a certain point of time, i could feel a utmost sudden jerk which i understood was her first release.I asked her to come lie down next. I then slowly moved my tongue across her whole body right down to her navel where i rolled my tongues over her navel over and over again. I then. I sat down and shebegan to drive off. We traveled for about 30 minutes and then shepulled into a dirt road. After about another five miles we came to anopen meadow with a large tree in the middle."This is my special little hideaway sissyslut. Nobody in the club knowswhere it is, so I can come here and think."The day was oppressively hot already. She opened the door to themotorhome and stepped into the heat. I was ordered to follow. Shewalked under the tree and gave me my instructions."There is.