What activities?" It seems you were spotted leaving a bathroom with Paul Barns, my boss, and the business owner's husband. When confronted, he told hi... wife that he'd had sex with you in the bathroom."Impossible! That low-life bastard! How could he say that? "No! It's not true, Dave. I only gave him a blowjob. We didn't have sex. I wouldn't do that to you." A blowjob isn't sex?" he asked."Please Dave. You have to let me explain. It had nothing to do with the sex. I ... I was still a little PO'd. I vill be here vhen you return to me.”Sometimes now, I wonder if I will be able to keep that promise. A part of me cannot stand this waiting and wishes only to run away, be done with him, stop missing him so terribly. But that is not what I really want. I want him here, now, with me. I want his body against mine, his cock up my ass. And I cannot have it. I can only wait, wondering when he will return. And what if he never returns? What if something has happened to him?“Seit Logan. I treated myself to a turquoise blue, shimmery, silky teddy. The top is lace that is a little see-through, just enough for a peek of nipple here and there. The thin straps that hold it up are easy to slide down my shoulders, letting it drop to the ground in one quick movement. Looking in the mirror, I feel like a gift-wrapped present waiting to be opened. I can’t wait to show it off, to feel his hands touching my body through it, pulling the top down enough to get a nipple in his mouth. I wait. People connected with me for what it gave them and I connected for what it gave me. I had control. I had dominance. They had status by virtue of the connection."It made me pathologically selfish. I saw everything and everyone in terms of what was in it for me. I barely recognized there was another side to the equation. And, to take a page from your ubiquitous math analogies, the equation was always an inequality - Ashley is greater than whomever."It denied me the ability to appreciate almost.