Apparently, that was no longer the case, and Leslie found herself devouring the finer points of the lecture with an ease she'd never felt before.Not o...ly that, she felt driven by an unfamiliar need to get better at Psych, to see herself making visible improvement in her mastery of the material. In fact, it seemed like she now felt that way about pretty much every aspect of her life. She needed to make herself better, and moreover, she had full confidence that she could do so. And besides, Dan. She could also use a chance to release the sexual energy she had built up as she took the dead girl apart. The picnic camp had no showers, and only a line of porta-johns for restrooms, enclosed by a screen for aesthetic purposes. Taryn didn't want to wash in the midst of the porta-johns, but the screen provided an adequate barrier and she had some of the staff prepare a wash basin with soap and sponge, as well as a bucket of water to rinse with on the far side of the 'facilities.' Alone. Think about what I needed to do. You see, Carol and I were no longer on the same page. We had stopped having sex years back. She had said that she was no longer interested. It wasn’t me, she said, it was her. I believed it, until I caught her and her boss boffing in her office. I had decided that I was going to end it, even if it meant losing the house. But, there would be time to reflect on that, on the way home. After pulling out of the gas station, I saw her again. Short, blonde, daisy. “Thank you so much for the job sir” she said, still with a bright youthful smile on her faceRon noticed that she had a slight Eastern European accent. It was so heavenly.“Oh no worries Bella. trust you’ll do a good job Ron said, feigning a smile back. He would normally tell people to call him rob, but there was something sexy about this beautiful girl young enough to be his daughter calling him sir.“Of course sir! what do you want me to get started on”Ron thought to himself that he wants her to.