”“You look at me when I’m sleeping?”“Of course. I study everybody all the time,” he said. “Unless I’m the one sleeping,” he added, h...lpfully.“I thought I’d worked through all the creepiness around you,” I sighed.“I don’t do anything to you,” he said. “I just look.”“Said the peeping Tom to the lady in her bedroom,” I said.“What’s a peeping Tom?” he asked.I sighed. Bobby was like Mowgli, in The Jungle Book, raised by animals. He was at home, in his element, in the jungle, but when he started. ?Hello, Tina.? She couldn?t reach and collapsed to the floor, crying and staring at the hamburger with her stomach clenching in hunger. Slowly, she stood up and moved to stand on the circle. Bitterly and through clenched teeth, she said, ?Please, may I have something to eat, sir?? ?The words, but not the tone, I?m looking for.? Out of the shadows a small bowl was being pushed across the floor toward the cell?s bars by a wooden stick. When it reached the bars, Tina leapt forward and grabbed it.. You feel a familiar urge growing inside you, so you slow your pace to continue enjoying the private show. Chloe rolls over on to her chest, showing a marvelous arse that appears to be both firm and soft. She reaches back and gives her cheeks a few nice big slaps. You lean back a little farther in your chair and squint your eyes so it looks like you are pleasuring Chloe from behind. You are lost in the fantasy of doggy-fucking your girlfriend's sister when you suddenly hear a man's voice.. We continued on with our lunch, usually picking a booth where we could sit side by side and play sneaky fingers under the table, and afterwards we always went to an underground parking lot to enjoy ‘dessert’. We continued fondling one another’s sex organs in the elevator and then went back to the car for more fun. Most of the time we wound up in the back seat of his car, my skirt and his pants off, fucking and fucking. We loved to be screwing in the car like oversexed teenagers, and I loved.