Women have always been a mystery to me. From the first crush of my elementary school days to the unyielding love I feel for someone now, I have never ...understood anything about women.I was introduced to Karla through my best friend, Eric and his girlfriend, Sam. They had tried to set us up once before, behind my back, on my birthday, but she couldn't make it.We met on a hot, early summer day at Limeridge Mall in Hamilton. Karla and I had been talking on Facebook for a couple days prior to that,. Betty struggled again."You do that again, bitch, and I'll punch you till your ribs break."She stopped, freezing while she felt her skirt being yanked over her ass-cheeks, her knees, then her ankles. Gone! Now the only thing she had left on were her panties. And she could feel them sliding down, the elastic band rubbing over her hipbones. He was yanking her panties down, tugging them over her hips. Betty felt her briefs fly away."Ooooohh!" she moaned.She wanted to die! The girl was horrified,. I’m thirty-two years of age, and yes, my biological clock is ticking a bit. I still belong to the Armenian Church, and yes, that’s very hard to do as a lesbian. Like all branches of the Abrahamic tree, it’s tough on LGBT folks who want to be their true selves while still practicing their faith. I badly need to get pregnant, which is another advantage of being Erin’s slave.“You see, if she orders me to do things, it’s on her, not on me. I don’t have to enjoy them for their own sake. I can draw. ‘Well that makes the year at least 1873,’ Tyler said and then smiled for the first time since he woke up in this strange place. ‘Guess I’ve picked up the habit of talking to myself. Anyway, I have one just like it back at my place.’ He worked the lever action just enough to see that the rifle was loaded. On the stock, near the cheek rest, was a long gouge in the wood. ‘This is my rifle,’ he said in surprise. ‘Great Grandpa Torrey fell down one winter when he was hunting turkeys. The rifle hit a.