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Because I've been traveling so damn much lately, and because I was in Boston for a while, I decided to see Goddess Desire, aka Crazy Irish Bitch. I'd seen her once before a few months ago and she was a lot of fun. But I really didn't have anything in mind when I made an appointment and showed up at her place near Fenway Park.

Usually, I like to plan out my sessions a little bit, but I was pressed for time and wanted to squeeze in a session before leaving town. When I arrived, I sat down on the couch, and Goddess Desire didn't seem to mind that I didn't have any ideas this time. We talked through a few possibilities while she had a glass of wine.

We both like to roleplay, so she had a suggestion. She'll be the hot girl in school, and I'll be the geek and we'll just go with that. So she changed into a schoolgirl outfit and invited me into her bedroom to help her with her homework.

That's when I said something wrong. I told her that I could tell by the way she dressed and acted in class that, unlike me, she wasn't really interested in academics. Suddenly, I felt a hard slap across my face. I never saw it coming, either. It got my attention.

"You're lucky you're even in the same room with me, you loser," she said, and proceeded to tell me that most geeks like me would kill to be this close to a girl who is so obviously out of my league.

She then proceeded to humiliate me by teasing me with her body close to mine, reminding me that I was completely inexperienced with beautiful, sexy girls and how I really wouldn't know what to do even if she let me have sex with her.

I've never done a roleplay like this before. I have pretty good self-esteem, so this "unworthy" thing never appealed to me before. But Goddess Desire was making it work. Mostly because she really does play the part of this out-of-control, overly sexualized little nymphet extremely well.

She talked me into doing a few things I would never pursue on my own. Things I don't even fantasize about, like a golden shower. Yet there I was, staring up at her hot little naked body, and taking one from her.

So basically, she assumed the role of this sexy little tart who was used to getting things she wanted from boys on her looks alone. Maybe she'd even fuck me, she teased. She was behaving like someone who was curious just how low a guy would stoop to be in her company, even if it was humiliating, and even if it hurt. She slapped me around a little, knowing I wouldn't resist. She pushed my limits and I played along, because it was kind of fun to see her trying so hard in this character. When she was done with me, she laughed and told me to get out. I should have known the hottest girl in school wasn't going to let me touch her!

She really is a crazy Irish bitch. But in a good way.

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