Clementine was smart enough to know that the men she chased would think her to be a bit of a slut even though she was normal in every other way and sh... would make a good wife and mother. Still, she continued to act in that manner because she was addicted to the hardness between her legs and her priority was getting the man she wanted no matter how badly he treated her and actually laughed at her behind her back.I was not amused at the way the bad boys treated Clementine because I knew she was. The soft inlaid lights were all around it giving a soft glow to the room, but lit up enough to clearly see himself in the mirrors. He was so absorbed in the sight of the room, he was not ready for her return. She knocked on the door and asked if she could come in. He told her he was not ready, but she entered anyway. "I brought you a bottle of water. Complimentary for you. I will give you a few more minutes to undress. Oh, and your socks and shoes come off, too," she said as she handed him the. Others could also be seen quietly playing with themselves as they sat on a park bench or under a tree during a coffee break or as they simply waited to meet up with someone. It really was just such a refreshing sight to see so many people moving about freely in the nude and being just as free to engage in all the joys of sexual activity in full public view.It was while observing all this lovely naked flesh about him that Jared too found himself quietly playing with his own cock as Gloria and. “Three days,” I whispered. Three days without a single touch. I threw both of my hands to my head as the hair-pulling frustration presented itself once more. I released another groan while venting out the questions that I dread to ponder, “Did she hate it so much that she is putting me on a ban? Is she giving me silent treatment to make me feel her disappointment? Have I gone too far that I end up damaging her self-confidence?” Uncertainty is the very root of fear and Myra’s refusal to tell me.