. what do you... ?”“Yeah. Yeah, I understand.” But she said it in a sullen tone that suggested anything but understanding.I was losing patience....Oh, I knew damned well that getting hyper myself was not a smart thing to do. Her reaction was all out of proportion. Unreasonable. Hysterical, even. It was clearly not a good idea at all for me to lose patience. Get hysterical myself.But, damn it, this was craziness! Why in blazes couldn’t this beautiful woman get it through her head that I was. Sue fell backwards with my shove and her back hit the elevator wall. I knew that I shouldn't have shoved Sue the way I did. After I shoved her, Dave released me from his bear hug, and the three of us finished riding the elevator without saying another word. When I told my story to Joyce, I put my hand on her breasts when I got to the part about shoving Sue. I told Joyce, “I pushed Sue like this.”After I had my hand on Joyce's breasts, she made no protest, so I kept my hands on her breasts. Meg had finally surrendered to the fact that some people liked to watch and some to be watched as her thoughts turned to the exhibition she was going to perform that very evening after work.Meg enjoyed watching but she realised for the first time that she got her real kicks being watched.Apart from the pain of the caning she was going to receive she was quiet thrilled at the thought of all of those people , men as well as woman who would be seeing her sopping wet cunt and open arsehole. He has tattoos covering his entire upper body and can please me like no one else can. How do I know? Almost two months ago we had some of the best sex I have had in a long time. I did not expect to still be thinking about him now, but I see him every day in class and we still talk. Nothing has changed between us; however, he is so busy outside of school and has been going through some personal issues at home, so I have been giving him space. I do not want to cling on to him, especially because.