Part Seven Kathy sat down beside me, taking me tenderly into her arms, wrapping them around me like a blanket of safety from the world, while my tears flowed down my cheeks, mixing with the cum humiliatingly smeared across my face. Not tears of pain or sadness, but tears of being overwhelmed, my mind struggling with the idea of being shared again and again with a man, my sense of self and sexuality unbalanced by the suspi...