I am ashamed, suddenly, turning to flee. Your hand catches in the diaphanous material of my dress, shredding, in tatters, like my self-esteem. I run, ...s much from myself as you. But you follow, hot on my heels. Why? I don’t know, but that you do spurs me on. Your determined pursuit reminds me that I am worth something, there must be something for you not to let me get away. I run faster — feeling — wild, wanting to shed these feelings, these barriers to my happiness. And then I am fleeing. “Maybe a little whorish… but not a slut!”“I guess the next thing was the handle of my hairbrush. That was good for a long time. The end was rounded and tapered, then got larger again and tapered back down near the bristles. I could push it as deep as the bristles and keep it inside without holding it with my hand.” Anita explained.“Wow… cool!” Sharon exclaimed. “So, did you just kneel on the bed or floor?”“Both, sometimes I would squat over it and take it in that way.” Anita stated.“Then. More

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