He hair had no shine to it, she looked cold, outside, friendless. And of course, she was."No" Ms Steward said."Um, excuse me?" said Jane. "No to what?... but she feared she allready knew. Her face turned red."There is only one reason a young woman doing research on such things would approach me. You wish to join us, and I can't blame you, but the answer is no. We simply have no use of you."Jane heard the words wash over her and felt completely unprepared for them. Her immediate thought was that. My heart just stopped and my stomach plummeted. I couldn't speak, could barely think, and very nearly threw up right then.I let go of the dildo and it slowly made its way out, finally exiting with a loud 'plop'. I can't imagine how red my face was with shame. My raging hard-on had died the moment she screamed, and with the way I felt at that moment, I didn't think it would ever return.After a few stuttering attempts, I finally managed to eke out an explanation. I told her that I loved her very. "I said, "You don't know where I live, I'll meet you someplace." I didn't want him to know my home address.Bill said, "Don't you live at 1547 Cherry Lane, here in Charleston?"I was shocked and caught off guard, I asked, "How did you know? I never told you my address."He laughed and said, "It was in your address book, and anything on your phone is now on mine."I shuddered and tried to sound sweet and not scared, I said, "I'll be ready, I sure hope you are."We both said our goodbyes and I quickly. We had already chat for a while and this was the moment to move into something new: I prompted to ask for her nickname account so I’d have a new contacts. She said yes, of course. It would be a good idea to chat more. She felt comfortable with me; it would be easier as yet no more contacts were added to her MSN. Whenever this woman signed in, her photo was shown in her profile. To my surprise, Juana turned out to be beautiful, cute and a gorgeous mature; 1.60 meters tall, white, short.