After a couple of months he called me and we went to lunch. Among the other conversations he dropped in the conversation that I had great tits and he bet I could get wet fast. He said point blank, "Let's cut to the chase, I want your c**t, I want to fuck the shit out of you, I want you crawling around asking for cock".
I did not say anything, just looked at him, when I spoke all I said was "Really, that's what you think of me?" He put me on the spot, "your place or mine". Knowing I was getting fucked I chose my place so went to my apartment, fortunately my roommate was out, he went straight for my 'c**t', fucked me and left me on my back. After a long silence I told him that I wanted a diamond, a fucking rock, I wasn't going to wear some promise ring, I wanted a fucking rock.
The ring I got is a rock, not as big as I wanted but big enough, he went for quality, dropped twenty grand on it. as to my 'c**t', he bought it, the rock came with papers. Why I had to wait five years to get fucked, five years to get a ring, five years to get my marriage papers, that's what he can't explain.


