“ Look, what the fuck are you gonna do? You can violate your parole if you want. I could give two shits. “ he said lighting his Newport.I snapped.... With every bit of power in my 6’5 250 lbs frame I grabbed him by the throat and shoved him behind the building. I slammed him on the wall and pressed my forehead on his.“ MOTHERFUCKER I TOLD YOU I HAD A DATE! I’M NOT STA- “ I paused. He was trembling like a little faggot bitch. Scared of a real man like myself. I thought back to how I would’ve. You have one hand firmly holding my ass and the other groping my breasts through my bra. I have one hand wrapped in your hair and the other rubbing the front of your pants. I unzip your pants as you reach behind and unclasp my bra. You throw it across the bar and pull me against you so you can feel my chest against yours.I'm tugging down your pants, taking your boxers with them. I slide down your body as your hardening cock springs free from your clothing. I take it in one hand and guide the. ” He lifted me from the bed, his hands on my shoulders gently pushing me down to kneel before him. I heard his zipper, then felt the smooth crown of his cock against my lips.“Open.” He commanded.He slid his cock deep bumping the back of my throat as work worn hands griped my hair. He was not gentle as he fucked my mouth moving in and out several times then holding deep as I swallow around the swollen head of his cock. He repeated that several times having me milk his cock with my satiny mouth.. But she was like rain water finding its way through earth, through the shell of the world, through kilometers of solid rock, to reach my almost extinguished core.Adrianne La’fevre. She was a thief. Contacted me via mail. She had stolen a very important crystal from a palace in France, replacing it with a fake. After a week she posted the original back. “Life is a joke, I know I am different from the others; I can even empathize them and see why they hate me because of the things I do. Why can’t.