Chuck always had a perverted mind. Actually, perverted is an understatement; his mind was downright filthy. Never afraid to explore his taboo desires, this is the story of what would become one of the biggest trials of his life.
Sarah and i had been going out for 6 months. After a while, our relationship simply lost its spark which led to our inevitable break-up. We broke up amicably, however, and ended up getting back together a few months later. Sarah was quite beautiful (at least to me), sporting beautiful brown hair that flowed down her back, gorgeous eyes, a cute 50 petite figure, a decent bust, and sexy tannish-white-ish skin. On top of that, she had a cool personality. Very spunky. Had a tendency to be bitchy, but overall, a nice girl, though not sweet. I, on the other hand, am more of an average looking guy. Well, thats what I think, anyway. Alot of people say im quite good looking, but most of that is probably bullshit. Pleasantries and what not. I have short blonde hair, a decent body though nowhere near addonis-esque, "gorgeous, deep eyes" according to Sarah, an overall hot face (again according to Sarah), and soft pale skin.
Sarah and i had alot in common. The only area in which we greatly differed ideally was sexuality, go figure. Sarah wasnt conservative or a total prude, but her idea of sex was very different from mine. She had been molested as a child by a next door neighbor when she was 13 years old. He didnt fuck her, but he felt her up and made out with her. She did all of this as her father watched. Apparently, her father had developed a voyeuristic fetish. He preferred watching instead of partaking. He was also somewhat of a pedophile, if you hadnt guessed already. Sarah was a catholic school girl, and man oh man, did he admire those skirts. Honestly, i get off to the whole school girl look, too, minus, you know, the pre-pubescent/early pubescent girls part. I have a pretty filthy mind, but ill go more in depth with that later.
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