We e-mailed and instant messaged for 6 months and our relationship grew deeper and stronger as time went on. I made a book of all this which we referr...d to as our ‘Book of Dreams’ that we would show to our children someday. I gave up everything for her for love and on faith. I gave up a house, and left friends and a career behind. I proposed to her just shy of her 18th birthday and her mother even gave her permission to help me pack my things to move 700 miles so I would be near her. It took 2. As I fingered harder, I felt myself become more turned on and the need to let go and bring myself to orgasm was so intense. I opened my legs wider, and eased my body across the desk as I continued fingering my self faster. Breathing heavily and moaning in between, I could feel I was close to making myself come. I arched my back with every stroke and pushed myself towards the desk as the pace got faster and faster. It felt so good. I turned my head towards the direction of the door leading to my. Am I panting? Get a grip Jane. I’m blaming Emory for this. I shouldn’t have worn this thong, I don’t even like them, but this is just rubbing me in just the right place.“Ok girls, I think that will do it, you’ve been fantastic”Ok, they’re gone. I’ll just slip into my office and take this thong off. Oh a couple little stokes to my pussy won’t hurt, oh that is good, mmm, I wonder how long until she arrives. God I’m hot, I need to relieve this sexual tension, please give me a few more. Then a strange sight caught his eye. The bar. The shelved wall behind it was completely empty. Elliot had a brief and terrifying/comical image of Tommy chugging the entire contents of those shelves. He shook his head. Nah. But just in case…Elliot glanced at the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar and he’d figured if Tommy was in he would have come out when Elliot had been pounding on the door earlier. Or maybe he was really hungover. Elliot went to the door. He glimpsed what looked like Tommy’s.