Blood welled from my injury and spilled through my fingers. Hot throbbing agony lanced its way from my shoulder down my spine. My vision blurred as I ...blinked back tears. I heard soft whispers from the shadows of the trees. The watching demons were discussing my injury. ‘You did it again,’ Devnikolus said as he flicked my blood off his sword. ‘Once can be dismissed as luck. But twice? I am not the type of man to dismiss such things as coincidence.’ I gingerly removed my hand from my shoulder.. I was naked in the shower under the hot water soaping up when I heard the glass door snap open behind me and felt the cooler air hitting my body. I turned my soaped up eyes up to the water and rinsed them before seeing the nude Marcia standing next to me. Her body was so elegant, familiar to me as I remembered standing right next to her as she got undressed in the attic of the fraternity house last Saturday night. She was holding a bar of soap in one hand and small scrub brush in her other. She. Not long ago when he did not know what a man can do, what it feels like when a man is naked and hard. There was a time when he did not know what a man feels like, smells like and or tastes like but that was then. Now he feels the big man’s cock as it fills his ass, fills his body, every hard long vein studded inch ripping in and out, in and out. A long black tide that sweeps away everything before it, erasing thoughts, burning, numbing and even drowning him as it rips deeper and deeper into his. It's not like it was a real date. It's not like that little blonde trophy date last year at the prom that you ditched so we could have sex." You don't understand, Karen," I said quietly."Holy shit," she said softly. "You really cared about her didn't you? I thought the two of you were just together out of convenience, like Billy and I." No," I said, trying to preserver my 'bad boy' reputation. "I didn't care about her." Karen didn't say anything, she just gazed at me intently. "Well, maybe I.