Then with a start he wondered if he had misunderstood the whole thing at the midsummer party. Perhaps it was a mistake. Perhaps there was another expl...nation.It all seemed so unbelievably strange, so was there another way of looking at it?Why had he flown off the handle and gone off to Holland without patiently asking her to explain? He could have left his mobile on and texted her. Wasn’t the whole mess caused by her not getting an explanation from him, and now hadn’t he done the same thing to. I was getting desperate.” She said, her glance shifting around the room. Alex grinned as another idea popped into his head. He hopped out of bed, staring down at her. “Bend over the bed, bad sluts deserve punishment, and you’ve definitely been a bad slut.” He said, grinning as he watched her bend over his bed, her ass poking out at him as she bit her lip in anticipation. Alex shuffled forward, rubbing his hands down her ass, causing a shiver before a yelp of pleasure and pain as he spanked. M. waking well rested and ready to take on his new position. He hadn't slept past 7 or 8 o'clock in 10 or more years. Had financial security and guiltless sex eased all of his tensions and allowed him to relax?He made coffee and turned on his computer to find 13 emails in his inbox. Eleven were from campus well-wishers he met the day before and two were from Barbie, which he opened last.Jared: I found a lot of your things you probably need. Let me know if you're going to be home on Sunday and. Of course you can,” she said. “I am looking forward to it.”Tony’s cock pulsed a little, and his eyes burned with a hot light.“I wish we could do it more often,” he said. “Having to work around roommates really sucks. I wonder if we could go away for the weekend sometime.”“I do not think either of us has time for that,” she said regretfully. “But there are always the holidays. We can learn how to ski together.”Tony looked at her, thinking about how much there was he wanted to show her, share.