’ ‘I see that you had decided to take me up on that advice I gave you. I am glad that you chose to do so. So, how is the site?’ ...��I really have to thank you. This is like a godsend for me. I cannot get enough.’ ‘Are you serious? Do you really mean that? I am so glad to hear you say that to me. You have no idea how happy I am.’ ‘Huh? Sorry for asking, but why is that?’ ‘I have been craving?CRAVING for someone who is as immersed into this stuff as I am. . That's what my boyfriend called me. Just the sort of accusation that makes a person petulant.I woke alone in his bed. I thought he might be making breakfast, our Saturday morning ritual. The apartment, though, was too quiet. Then I remembered him telling me, the evening before, he had a few hours work to do at his office. After lunch, he'd promised, the weekend was for us. Perhaps the sound of the door closing behind him had woke me. The clock read a bit past twenty minutes after eight, an hour. Carter moves in with steady patience. Carter’s thrust get faster and faster, a creamy noise fills the room as Allie’s moans follow. Carter gives her a true lovemaking. After a good while Carter gives Allie his full length and thrusts incessantly with wet a slapping of thighs. Allie moans and groans, she breathes deep rapid breaths. A buildup of pent up pleasure escalates in her face, her mouth gapes open and her eyebrows furrowed, she holds her breath… (Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap,. Wonderful!After the place settled down, I grabbed my microphone and went up on stage.“HEY EVERYBODY.”They weren’t as energized as I was, so I tried again... “HEY EVERYBODY!”“Hey Michael,” came in waves from the audience.“I think that’s the best I can expect from you guys. For those who are here after being in LES MISÉRABLES, this is Sunday and you still have three days of school coming up before our winter break.”That caused a groan from everyone.“Sorry. OK, this is how it’s going to go today..