Which I was now. He followed close behind me as I made my way back toward the restroom area I had just left. Once again, I stopped by the janitors clo...ed and just leaned on the door unit my husband finally caught up with me. He asked if I had to use the restroom before we left and I told him no and gave him a wink. I grabbed his hand and guided it under my dress. I cupped my pussy and said, “oh my God you’re wet.” I said, NO, feel this” and moved my soaked thong aside and pushed his fingers. ‘Hey, man, it’s okay. We all go through that phase.’ ‘Fuck you, Stams.’ Brody grabbed a towel and walked back to the showers, grinning as he did. No sense in letting Drew know he was right. Brody was planning on seeing Ryan later, but he didn’t know when. She had told him she’d call at some point, when the band took a break from rehearsing. He’d finish his shower, get dressed, and give her a call before leaving if he hadn’t heard from her by then. When he got back and checked his phone, he saw. Just as animals have what is called a circadian rhythm, feeling and understanding time in their world, so do we humans actually feel time with our more developed minds."This substance...the formula...the drug if you will, works with the mind. It allows the brain to use its powers to awaken and attune itself to the time around it. The fourth dimension of our existence."She hesitated as she looked into his questioning visage."And, of course, before giving you this information I would have proved. That’s when I told him that I knew about the women he had bedded and if he was going to continue then so was I. He insisted that it’s different for men, that it’s ok for men to sleep around but not for women, especially betrothed women. He wouldn’t accept that his standards should apply to me too, that if he can sleep around then so can I. I asked him where the women came from that he had sex with, that his standards counted these women as women and that they should not sleep around.We.