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Angel After what seemed like a rejection from Thea the day I bared myself before her as vulnerabe, I experienced a mix of emotions. Anger, detest for my longing, desperation to have her, frustration and the smearing feeling of depression. I felt dejected, unworthy. I thought about everything I had done to her so far and I had two words to describe my actions ...heartless monster! I was selfish and greedy at the same time. Having even a tiny hope that she could look at me as a man to be desired. I knew she loved how I handled her body. I understood her when feeding her with blazing passion. She made me feel like I was her best s*x and like the only man who could satisfy her to her core. Maybe I was too confident in my looks, or I was just helplessly hopeless that she would be attra