Dealing with my coldness usually means a trip to see Sheila Madison-Baxter for a tune up. Sheila is my best friend from high school. My therapist does...t like my trips to see Sheila and not because Sheila is a psychiatrist. She thinks that what happens with Sheila is destructive behavior. She has told me several times that if I was seeing Sheila as a patient rather than as a friend, she would report it to the board. But since Sheila and I were doing this as friends for a long time before Sheila. Deepak was amazed but then he thought due to alcohol he did not remember anything. Then Ankita messaged in the afternoon and conversation goes like this:A: Good morning darling. I have a good news for you.R: Morning baby, Am I becoming a dad. I flirted with her.A: Shut up! Listen I told Deepak he fucked me under the influence of alcohol and he is acting normal only, as he does not remember anything.R: That’s the good news you were so excited about?A: Naah baba….The good news is that Deepak is. He moaned louder when I did that. I also grabbed his hairless balls and gently massaged them as he fucked me. He was getting really close by the sound of his moaning and rapid breathing. I told Pablo to cum on top of me. He nooded that he would. Just then, he pulled out, grabbed his wet cock, jerked it once or twice and out came his first load, shooting well up and over my head, the next splatter landed on my chest, stomach and then what seemed like a continual flow of white, thick cream. Anne got slowly out of bed, her cat falling away from over her legs and made her way to the bathroom. She looked into the mirror and thought, ‘I’m 32 years old and if I weren’t so plain looking I’d be happily married with at least two kids and I wouldn’t be living in this stupid apartment.’ This had become almost a ritual for Anne. She probably would have stood there longer and berated herself except she had to get showered and ready if she were to make the 6:50 train into work. Anne took off.