She moaned lightly and we both knew we’d have to speed things up. We were always impatient once turned on. We moved to the bed and proceeded to str...p. There wasn’t much point in teasing it out; neither one of our bodies held any surprises for the other. “Lay down,” she said, indicating the center of the bed. “You first this time.” I did as I was told, legs bent and spread, revealing my eagerness for attention. The future me situated herself between my legs and began running her fingers along. She takes it all, then starts moving her belly muscles, making my dick jump in pulses. Her clit is pressing my pubes – I press from below and move a little my pubic bones, so that I help her rub her clit. She clenches my arms and starts shivering. She’s done. I grab her tits and massage them. She starts trembling again, closes her eyes, then asks: ‘Can you still hold on for a while?’ ‘You’re so sweet! Really! I don’t know, but I’ll try’ I make her lay on her back and take the soles of her feet. Jackie found herself getting up from her desk and heading to the fifth ward. All the way there she told herself how unprofessional this was, how she was joining the rest of the people in turning this man into a freak show. But, her lust wouldn’t let her turn around. When she got to the nurses station no one was there. ‘She must be on rounds’, she thought as she looked up the patient’s room number: Mr. Washington, brain dead, room one sixty nine. Taking a deep breath Jackie began to walk. I've never been with a girl like you,but am open to it. I'm totally normal, and have a good professional job.My phone number is: 111-555-1111. I'm in your town, over on Elm Street."It looked ok to me, so I hit "send".I read the newspaper online, which took a while, and was about to turnoff the computer when the "new email" chime went off.There was an email from "Layla". Now I had a name to put to the face. Itsaid:"I'm not looking for guys who want to experiment."I was crushed, but I think she.