.. here it is, My dark side and how I got here.Growing up, I discovered my dad Penthouse collection. He kept it in his night stand. I would read them,... The girls were so beautiful. The stories were so erotic. I masturbated, I fantasized, maturbated again. But, I was just a teenage boy.In college, I had a great time. Partied, had my share of girls.... What is known today as a “fuck boy”. I was very honest about who I was and what I wanted from them. Also, during this time I slept with a guy. He. She worked for the same company I did although our parent company is temporarily keeping her on as a consultant. She is moving to Texas sometime soon, she fell in love with a guy from Austin. It would be silly for me to move to New York and find a job there only to see her come here.’ ‘What is your degree in?’ ‘Physics, optics mostly.’ ‘In Texas you can teach while you work on a teachers certificate. My Aunt Martha is superintendent of schools in my hometown. If you continue to fuck me nice I. "YOU d**gGED HIM???" I just helped him sleep. He could sleep through anything right now. Even if he did wake up, he'd think it was just a dream." Wow," he said. He looked over at him and then back at her...then smiled.Veronica lowered herself to her knees and kissed his lips. After a few seconds he pulled back."Uh, are you sure you want to do this right here?" he asked.Instead of answering, she reached to his fly and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She reached into his boxers and pulled his. The refreshments were going down easy and Bobby was getting into the music, tapping his feet and rapping his thumbs on the table. The rhythm section was a meaty, steady pulse and now the guitarist had switched to electric violin and was knocking off blues licks with his bow and his fingers.“This band is good,” Bobby said when the tune ended.“Hey, look,” Carl said, nodding toward the girls.The bartender was delivering the new carafe of wine. They watched as he explained who’d sent the drinks and.