#282118 - I grabbed his arms and used one hand to pin his wrists behind his back. The idea of getting revenge on the man who had traumatized me was quite intriguing, but at the same time, I knew the things I was capable of; I had studied illegal forms of martial arts and fighting; I knew how and where to hit someone to put them in excruciating pain, and I knew how to quickly end a motherfucker’s life. But it wasn’t the same as seeing them on a regular basis, ya know? Drinking beers and barbecuing on the grill with the family, smoking up and putting on the gloves and throwing hands with Dad and Cody, chasing off guys trying to hit on Donna just for a laugh… I missed all the tight young pussy too (no, not THAT young), so going without it had me pretty fucked up.