She is a selfharmer, she cuts.she is a sex addict, she is a love addict. stunningly beautiful, body like a porn star. her ex had told her some stuff a...out me, and she wanted a new fuck buddy and sent me a facebook friend request. i had no idea she was so much like me at the time. we started sending messages to each other, pictures, videos long chats at night apart from sex talk.the more we told each other the more i would say" yes i have done that" or she would say "yes i try that" we just had. "Not here – not now!"The tone of command and authority pushed through Iris's awareness, and she blinked up at him in confusion."What?" she stammered, as a wave of fatigue rushed through her, and she slumped against James, who held her tighter to support her."What happened there?" James demanded huskily. "You were right on the edge of a transition."She shivered with cold and fatigue, and as she realised what had happened she looked up at him anxiously. "My aunt," she stammered. "She visited me. I spent my first two months working there getting up at about 3 pm going to work till 10, and then driving 15 miles down to my favorite pool hall that was open till 4 am. I would get home just in time to say good morning to my mom and go to sleep. This lasted a while I also spent some time with my girlfriend of six months. She was nothing special about 5’6”, decent B cups with a little weight on her but still attractive. We had fooled around a lot but it was never amazing, but she was really. We went into the tent, changed into our pajamas and crawled into our sleeping bags. Neither of us ever slept right away on the camping trips. I laid there in my sleeping bag looking up through the top of the open tent and stared at the stars trying not to think about Bobbys beautiful body and what I so desperately wanted to do with it. As dark as it was outside, there was a nearly full moon and I could see every perfect feature of Bobbys adorable face. Bobby was quieter than usual and I.