Rick was tall and muscular like he worked out. He was a seniorand was pre-law too.He gave me a tour and we ended up in front of a room that he describ...das his room. I said, "Well can I see it?"With that, Rick stepped inclose to me and put his hand up on the wall. "Can you see what Amber?"as he took his finger and began to play with my navel ring. I felt mybody shudder as he touched me and I looked up at him with my bestinnocent look and said, "Whatever you want to show me" as I reached outand. This is your entire fault! Craig blamed the cat inwardly even as Dianastroked her pussy. However Craig knew that he couldn't blame all this onJenkins. He should have never put the suit on in the first place and justtried to explain things to the police. Plus Alice / Diana / whatever hername was had somehow set him up.The way that Craig saw it, he had about ten days left living here asDiana until the real fake Diana came back and kicked him out. That wasassuming that he survived that long with. Was it a matter of degree of intelligence or some physical advantage? That is hard to answer. There are hypotheses that masquerade as theories, but the evidence is not compelling one way or the other; as, in the main, there is very little of it.It’s easy to fall into the trap of thinking that modern man is more intelligent than our ancestors. After all, we have computers to count for us while they had fingers or strings with knots. We have cars and airplanes while they were lucky to have shoes.. .. probably would not conceive, it told her. After all, this was only supposed to happen once. A quick fix. A way to blow off steam. The thought that it was over made her stomach feel ill. She couldn’t stop with just once. And he’d already shown he was ready to go again ... to mate with her again. That other part ... the logical part ... had had her, heart and soul, for years. Had it made her happy? No! Now, she had let something primal happen. Had that made her happy?Desperately happy, she.