It had been quite awhile since John and I had met up for some man to man time. I was really getting a bad case of sexual overload and was wondering ho... I could take care of that itch that was burning between my legs.I was working on a Saturday morning at the shop, when my cel phone chimed and let me know I had a text message. I looked at the caller ID and is was from John. Damn was he hooked up by telepathy with me? I quickly open the message and it read like this:In town for a few hours can. Her cheeks burned. For a mortifying moment she feared she would cry and humiliate them both. Had she wanted this? With Abdel-Nasser? She must have ... after all, she had undressed him. Stared at and touched it—him—that part of his body that was now inside her.Laying a hand on her cheek, he smiled at her with his whole face, like he did when she read to him. Reassuring. Irresistible.Yes, she wanted this, and she returned the smile to let him know.Their eyes stayed locked together as he slid his. Rey glares up at him. She rubs her wrists which are bruised and sore from being held so long.Kylo shrugs. "Why does this upset you? You've made it VERY clear you're not interested in me romantically. I don't see why this should bother you." You're sick." Are you jealous?" No. I'm disgusted." Wrong. You like me. But we're not an appropriate match, Rey. I wish you could see how uncivilized you are. How bad your manners are. I could never take you to a proper dinner and pass you off as a regular. All the names used in the story are changed for privacy reasons.For those who don’t know me, my name is Kevin and my native is Chennai. To get a better picture, please know about my slutty girlfriend, Diya. As you all already know, my girlfriend Diya is one horny bitch whose stats are 34C-28-34.So let’s get back to the story. My friends were a little scared to talk to me after the incident. But I was completely normal with them. Diya completely avoided coming to my place after the incident. We.