I had masturbated myself in the shower. Having cum so many times that day I stroked myself but couldn't achieve an orgasm. Tomorrow was another day I ...hought as I closed my eyes and entered dreamland.And, I did dream. I dreamt of having a slew of nude women at my command. I was their master. They would do any degrading act that I asked of them. In my dream I wielded a short whip and did not hesitate to strike the women on their bottoms, thighs or backs. I even whipped their bare pussies. Oh. She’s married too and has a steady life.Out of the blue, she sent me a naughty joke and it was extremely funny. We started discussing who I find sexy and then she asked me if I find her sexy. I didn’t know to respond to that. I said, obviously I do. It was a hint that she wanted me but I wasn’t sure because we were such great friends till then and I didn’t want to do anything to ruin it. After that. she started sending me pictures of her and used to ask me as to how she’s looking. She would. Then, as Alyssa’s dark eyes lit up gratefully in her silent expectation, he would slither down between those sweaty thighs and open her up again, hairy and pink and spongy, slippery and salty-sweet. He might gaze down longingly for a timeless moment into that paradise of used flesh, his nostrils filled with the heavenly, intimate aroma of the very essence of her womanhood. Finally, smiling serenely in his selfless adoration, he would plunge the great rubbery intruder deep into the gasping. That's one of the reasons you sometimes struggle. Maybe that's what she needs when she gets home. Maybe she's happy just to have that." I don't know," he said and shrugged, turning to watch the little wooden duck atop the shed spin its wings in the wind. "How do you just let go of anger?" Forgiveness is the easiest way, I find," she told him quietly after a moment's thought. "Prayer. Church." Forgiveness? I can't forgive what Connor did. Nor Mark Williams." I have. Connor, I mean." How? How can.