Bather, Mrs. Dickenson also happened to fine connoisseur of the art of language... "Fuck." So he didn't go."Fuck it." He thought, "I'm a god damn rebe... now am I? Well I may as well act as one". Well, 10mins bunking class isn't the most interesting when you're a new player in the sport of rebelling... Up until the point a small chirp came from his pocket."Where the fk r u?" cbf with this anymore" I'm coming to get u David" amy no! not u 2!"That didn't stop her, and in a mere 2 minutes she was. Their vertical blinds were open, but the room was dark. I enjoyed masturbating, but I found it a lonely pursuit. I became the tree falling in the forest, with no one to hear my orgasm or share my pleasure. On the nights I glimpsed Rachel or her husband peering down, I acted for them, positioning myself so they could see my hands on myself. I hoped to excite them. Being watched thrilled me. Twice this past year, when he must have been home alone, her husband climbed up on something, probably. That’s why I was away.” “And?” “You did fine.” “Good. First hurdle jumped. What was the other thing holding you back?” Elaine blinked. “It seems silly now.” “Let me decide, okay?” “Well... Okay. I was going to ask if I could talk to your ex-girlfriend.” “Hmmmm. I don’t think I still have her number. In fact, I’m pretty sure I don’t. I heard she got married, but I don’t even know her new last name. I was betrayed, Elaine. I’ve tried not to think about her.” Elaine. She grabbed her breasts and began to squeeze them all the way to the nipples. Seeing her erect nipples through her shirt, she pulled it up. Took a finger and placed it between her legs and moved it from her clit to her dripping vagina. Already she was getting wet, thinking about him sitting with his hard on, not being able to touch her. Closing her eyes and moving her finger around spreading her juices all over even to her anal. Is this what you miss when you’re away from me, darling? She said..