Karen shared this memory, thisexperience with her original self. There were no human or zengi wordsthat could hope to describe it. Melonia's mind and ...being were literallyflayed apart in the psychic realm, hir complete surrender to the justiceof the acts making it so simple for hir victims to each claim a piece ofhir being. Each cell of hir body became a physical capsule for a zengiform, and hir aura became the repository of all their energies andthoughts.Melonia (and with hir Karen) writhed in. My flight home stopped in the town I grew up in so I thought I would be nostalgic and spend a night there. It had been a dozen years since I left and not a whole lot had changed, all of the landmarks were there but it seemed shabbier and more run down than I remembered. I checked into the most expensive hotel in town and set out to explore my old haunts. Big mistake. My memories growing up there were not good ones. I had been picked on and bullied all through high school and I left at my. Blue, his eyes were as blue as mine, I vaguely noted. The intensity with which he had fucked me from behind returned. He wasn't in any rush, he just pumped into me deeply while watching my every expression. My eyes rolled back as I held onto him even tighter. We breathed heavily into each other's mouths. The only sounds were our heavy breathing, the slow slap of our fucking, and the pounding shower.I came almost without realizing it, it happened so fast. I could tell he had been holding his own. They’re just labels we canchoose to have if we want. Does it really matter who you like?’Rick stared at Chris. ‘But you don't want people to know about you, doyou?’‘No, I value my privacy, so I don't want everyone to know what I do inmy private life. But it doesn't stop me.’‘Are you gay?’ Rick’s voice was breaking as he said it. Chris shrugged,‘I don't really know and I don't particularly care. I might be onoccasion, and I might not be on others. If you want to know, I like boysand girls..