There are gobs of it in my hair. I feel like Cameron Diaz in, There’s Something About Mary,’ she said laughing. ‘You gave me quite the cum bath....�� Sometimes, he’d dress in her clothes and she’d apply his makeup and fix his hair. Other times, she’d dress in his clothes and they’d role play pretending to pick one another up at a bar or other public place. It was kinky. It was sexy. It was forbidden. It was funny fun. ‘Let’s pretend we’re at the library this time and you’re the new librarian. You. I just made up a heavy duty fantasy for Jen to think that she really HAD been dog fucked last night. I was getting more confident now she might really believe it. I knew just how wild Jenny’s vivid sexual imagination worked when she went into her ‘pussy play’ mode. That made me even more keen to make it totally convincing, happy in the knowledge that Jenny would probably play all this back on ‘memory recall’ the next time she had her hand down her pants on her own, or playing with herself in. I told her I was about an hour away....and I had to drop my trailer, and do a couple other things before coming home....her response was short....”HURRY UP!” It was not out of “oh shit something's wrong...” The tone in her voice was like, “you're going to get fucked as soon as you walk in the door.” So I asked her, “how was the massage?” She replied, “you need to get your ass home and find out for yourself.” I gave a little chuckle....”that good huh?” To which she just said, “ get home quick. ”After she hung up, he sat and thought about it. If she invited him to her apartment for dinner then perhaps their date hadn’t been the debacle he’d thought it was. On the other hand, he thought there was a possibility she was just trying to make up for her rant that night. Then he decided that once again he was over thinking it all. He decided to take the invitation at face value and not over analyze it. He wondered when he’d developed this habit of seeing the worst case scenario in these.