It was impossibly cold in her fingertips. She brought her hand up and touched the cube lightly to her cheek and slowly traced backwards toward her ear... She closed her eyes and moved the cube down below her ear, tracing down the cords in her neck. The ice sent shivers up and down her body as the ice kissed her neck. The heat of her body and the room made the cube melt faster, making the coldness drip down her neck, fading as it did, mixing with her sweat, making her drip all the more. She moved. This drove her wild and we would always have amazing sex talking about Mike after that.One night we were watching porn and getting sexy. I had asked her for years for naked photos but she had always declined. Once she let me take a few but she deleted them almost instantly. So I was shocked when she said, go get the camera so we can take some pictures to show Mike. She was super worked up and so was I. I grabbed the camera fast before she could change her mind. Her pussy lips were puffy and. Her faced drooped as she recalled how she teased him at work; God, how she’d abused him in the break-room. Whether he’d enjoyed it or gotten off on it, Jess was right. It was so wrong of her. How had she not realized it? God... Mike put a hand on her leg. “I forgive you,” he said seriously. “I mean it. Water under the bridge.”“Thank you, Mike,” Emma said, smiling again. A small tear had formed at the corner of one eye and she brushed it away.“One more thing...” Mike said after a pause, “do you. " I made a note about that and put the tablet away."Now -- about your discomfort with your appearance. I know you don'tlike to look at yourself in the mirror, but try to make yourself do it,when you get home. Stare at yourself for as long as you can stand it,and try to imagine yourself looking different in various ways. Perhapsyou can pin down this feeling some more." I'll do that... and Uncle Jack suggested I try looking at a bunch ofpictures of various people and see if I see someone I'd.