You smile and pull on the piercing I yelp in pain as it’s still very sore a sadistic grin spreads over your face as you look down at me “you will ...want me and you will beg to have me” you get up taking my body you throw me over your shoulder you start to walk up the stairs to your bedroom again you take a rope and tie me writs to the end of your bed “you will sleep on the foot of my bed from now on” you then throw me down and go off to eat when you come back I’m curled up in a little ball with a. Chris thought as he caught me looking down. He's not so bad on the eyes and face. I wonder what his body looks like now that I have shown him my body... I know I shouldn't, but fuck it."Want to take a shower with me?" My eyes widen as I look back up at him. What the hell did he just ask?!"Well, if you don't mind, Chris, I would never just invade your personal space like..." I just asked you, didn't I?" he says while cutting me off. Okay, pal, decline NOW. Say you already took your shower. A. He said he’d make it fast, but Justin told him to take his time. Justin and I were lying in our own beds, about 3 feet apart. I was on my side, looking at him, and he was on his back, head tilted toward me. As the shower water started, Justin said, “You look uncomfortable. Move over here.” He tapped a spot on the bed, right next to him. He sat up, back against the wall, and legs stretched across to my bed. I moved over and sat the same way, right next to him, an inch apart, but not touching.. Put another way, readers are either typically reading overly longstories word for word (with appreciative kudos towards the writers outof recognition and acknowledgement of so-called "grammatically correct"prose) or, they're skipping over much of the text in order to reach thesalient and more interesting portions of the story (the sex, which isthe principal reason as to why people read these kinds of stories in thefirst place).Most dreams and random ideas (and, especially sexual fantasies).