You’re a very mysterious and intriguing woman, Shayla. And I enjoy trying to unravel all of the mysteries of your character and the mystique of your...heart. I want you to know what it feels like to have someone who cares about you enough to stay regardless of disastrous dates and cold shoulders. You know?’ I smiled softly. It was the first time in a long time that I had given a genuine smile. Looking back up, I pointed to the hillside behind the apartments. ‘Care to watch the sunset with me?’. She looked at me and said, "Only if you say it's okay."I replied, "Well of course. She is more than welcome."At the time, I didn't care. I just wanted to get home and relieve myself. Anything to get home sooner. We drove home, and Alice followed behind us the whole way back. On the way, Sarah talked to me, and started the conversation by saying, "I noticed you were looking at her feet when Alice came up to us at the store."I said, "How did you know? It was only for a split second?"She said, " I. "Do you mean my cunt darling?"I want him to talk dirty to me, fucking hell, I need him to use filthy language to me, he's going to talk about my cunt!His eyes light up at my use of that word, he's only ever used it with his school friends as they snigger at the dirty pictures they've taken from their daddies magazines."Ooh mummy" he laughs, "That's rude" No it isn't darling, it's a nice word, I like it!" Can I say it mummy?" Of course darling, after all, every woman and girl's got one you know". Online, I rationalized, was not real although it sure felt that way! Thus I wasn’t really ‘cheating’ on Tom. I never had a desire to cyber with men although given many invitations. Online was where I explored my bi-side. At times I was submissive, enjoying being lead. At other times, as my confidence grew, I took the lead. I loved watching a woman pleasure herself as we chatted and loved the thrill of being watched myself.So that was my life, four months after Phuket. At home I was the same.