In Too Deep

She bit her lip and held back her pain for just a moment longer. The young man splayed over her was all smiles and glee, with a light odor or white wine, in spite of her discomfort. They had spent weeks courting each other, and finally the stars had aligned for them - a few dances, long talks over the question of sovereignty, wine, and a stack of papers left to be corrected gave them all the time and chance they could need. Sadly, for Tom, it was like any other time. The jokes were different, the smiles and thoughts they shared were unique, but the problems were consistent as ever. "Please, Tom, I'm sorry... but stop." She showered him with kisses and attention, but it didn't matter. In that moment, Tom was alone again. The intimacy, the secrecy, was moot. He fumbled with her still wet cunt until she was baying with glee, almost deafening. But a seasoned ear could tell that they were insincere, though sweet, and pained to keep her lovers sense of worth. Nothing could chase it away faster than a pity fuck. ===================================================================== To understand where a person comes from, you must first understand how a person cums. It is an immutable part of our personality, and strikes to the very core of our being. Whole lives have been built, and destroyed, in the pursuit of an orgasm. Tom Mulcair was no different, and for him, it was a search for the unobtainable. The core of Tom's being was based off of trying for the impossible. The sheer improbability mattered not - there were some things that simply had to be done, because it was right. The dream for Tom had been too big, and the NDP in the last election was whittled down to not more than a handful of Quebecois activists, and progressives in BC. The media had crooned upon him for months - the same piteous crys he had heard so many times before. He wasn't wrong, it just wasn't the right time. He had lots to offer to the conversation, but, it just didn't feel right to have him leading it. Tom and the NDP went too deep, too soon. It wasn't that he wasn't loved, but it was too much for the nation to handle. But Tom knew what to do - push more, listen closely, and don't give up until they scream your name.