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Dating Disasters
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Straight Male / 25
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I f’up. DUI ended up getting me a suspended license, heavy fines, court costs and lawyers fees. Worst of all, small town Justice gave my Court Ordered Therapy.
Not AA but group therapy with every type of social deviant and loser known to man. Meth heads, violent offenders, burglars you name it, all meeting in the basement of the local church with a police officer in the parking lot.
Worst thing is that you have to pay a fee until you are released by the therapists, why release you when they are making money off you?
That’s where I met Mousie. Not her real name but someone once decided she looked like a little brown mouse and the name stuck. She came to therapy as a teen who had shoplifting issues. After she graduated she stayed on as a volunteer and ended up as my mentor. I called her one night after a really rough day at work and I found myself needing to drink. She came over, talked me off the ledge and when I hugged her to thank her, well you know, it got physical.
We ended up in my bed, things were going the way they are supposed to when she started talking to me, guiding me. I’m used to communicating but this was different. Mousie referred to her private parts in the third person! I’m busy licking her pussy, and she’s saying things like “ lick her up and down” and “ nibble her, bite her!” I thought that was a little weird. When I moved towards the box of rubbers in the night stand, she told me no and guided me into her. Again, she was saying things like “ pound her hard, make her do it!” When I started talking a little dirty to her, she froze up and told me to stop with that filth. When I got close, I asked if she wanted me to finish on her or what and she told me that was a sin and I should do as God planned. Then she kept saying, “ she’s gonna do it, push now! Do it! Make him do it with her. “
I pulled out and actually slid my cock between her ass and the sheets and nutted there. Afterwards, we were laying there catch our breath and she asked me to be her boyfriend. I told her we would talk.
I’m confused and afraid to go to group this Monday.
Not AA but group therapy with every type of social deviant and loser known to man. Meth heads, violent offenders, burglars you name it, all meeting in the basement of the local church with a police officer in the parking lot.
Worst thing is that you have to pay a fee until you are released by the therapists, why release you when they are making money off you?
That’s where I met Mousie. Not her real name but someone once decided she looked like a little brown mouse and the name stuck. She came to therapy as a teen who had shoplifting issues. After she graduated she stayed on as a volunteer and ended up as my mentor. I called her one night after a really rough day at work and I found myself needing to drink. She came over, talked me off the ledge and when I hugged her to thank her, well you know, it got physical.
We ended up in my bed, things were going the way they are supposed to when she started talking to me, guiding me. I’m used to communicating but this was different. Mousie referred to her private parts in the third person! I’m busy licking her pussy, and she’s saying things like “ lick her up and down” and “ nibble her, bite her!” I thought that was a little weird. When I moved towards the box of rubbers in the night stand, she told me no and guided me into her. Again, she was saying things like “ pound her hard, make her do it!” When I started talking a little dirty to her, she froze up and told me to stop with that filth. When I got close, I asked if she wanted me to finish on her or what and she told me that was a sin and I should do as God planned. Then she kept saying, “ she’s gonna do it, push now! Do it! Make him do it with her. “
I pulled out and actually slid my cock between her ass and the sheets and nutted there. Afterwards, we were laying there catch our breath and she asked me to be her boyfriend. I told her we would talk.
I’m confused and afraid to go to group this Monday.
