So I guess he saw this as his opportunity. So I wished him a merry Christmas, shook his hand and wished him a merry Christmas.Now I share a house with...5 other students, and they’ve all gone home for Xmas and I’m home alone. Anyway, that night I couldn’t stop thinking about giving him head. Literally couldn’t stop. It was turning me on so much. I masturbated three times just that night, and throughout Christmas I just kept thinking about it. I kept searching things like ‘straight guy but want to. Kelli was standing less than a couple steps from me, at the top of the steps from the yard. With her face in the shadows, I could not see her expression. “I think about it when I am with a man…or a woman. I think about it when I am alone and even when I am in crowds. I even am thinking about sex right now.” She whispered. “God dam, Kelli! Are you stalking me?!” I said a bit louder than I intended. I could only imagine what Tracy would say if she came out to check on me…. “You seem a. “Grim, just listen to what he has to say. Daddy says the guy is a magician. Maybe that’s what you need right now.”“Maybe. It sounds like it, anyway. I have the eerie feeling I’m inside a body bag that is about to be zipped up,” I told her.Kelly insisted her schedule was flexible enough to come with me and I was glad to have Kelly along. The address was for the Symphony Tower on Peachtree in Midtown. We left after lunch and made sure to get there early, so we didn’t miss the meeting. If they. Although I thought her a bit brash for asking, I politely explained no, that he was the son of a family that used to live in Norfolk; that when he was a youngster he visited my home because he was a model train enthusiast and my late husband was too and had an elaborate setup in our basement.Her eyes twinkled as she put her hand on my arm and smiled sweetly, "I'm glad he's not your grandson," she said. "A man shouldn't look at his grand-mother the way that young man looks at you."For the second.