“Tell her what you were feeling.” “Well,” he began, “Karla was right. It was very exciting. You know how I love the sounds you make when you...��re getting laid. So, yes, it aroused me, too.” “That’s what I said,” Karla said ruefully. Tanya drained her glass. “So, you liked hearing me getting fucked.” It was a statement more than a question. “And you weren’t jealous.” “Yes, and yes.” “So I screwed this up?” “A little bit,” Karla replied. “You may have been a little over-sensitive. But it’s all. Shirley and I had talked a lot in the few days remaining of my break from school. We had both expressed a desire for us to remain together as a couple. We had exchanged many loving thoughts, and had each reaffirmed that our deep caring for the other was intact. We had held each other a lot, and had even kissed quite a bit, but none of this was done with any real, honest, passion. There was too much that was still unresolved between us. Something was missing, and we both recognized what it was.. She just said we needed to talk," I muttered, walking down the hall. "Damn, it seems like Ted's door is shut every single time I see it," I said as I passed it.I strolled another ten feet and I arrived at her door.I took a deep breath and knocked on it. "Nadine, may I come in?"I heard nothing back, so I just opened it. "Nadine?" I asked, sneaking in there. "Why are you crying, angel?" I whispered, shutting the door.I came right to her and sat down next to her on the bed.I put my right arm right. She gets me so close to cumming then turns it off saying, ‘Shame you still have your collar on so you are not allowed to cum.’ We stay in the pub for a couple of hours and they drink loads of vodka. When we get back home Donna tells me to put on a blue movie. They both change into their dressing gowns then they sit next to each other on the sofa. I have to put my slave clothes back on, pour them another drink and then sit at their feet. After a while Donna opens hers legs and says, ‘Suck my.