I leaned back into the chair, the nauseating dampness and smell, suddenly heightening my senses, dirty sex was a kink I grew up with, a turn-on, ever ...ince as a girl I read a story about a girl being forced onto a dirty ground and turned onto her face and ****d, it had all the elements that appealed to my libido, dirt, ****, and anal sex.He walked back towards me and I wistfully eyed his crotch, to see if he was responding to my debauchery, he was not, be he saw I was looking, and I smiled and. She didn't know how she could explain how she got in this predicament."No, sir, I'm not hurt," she said. "I know I must be a sight, sir. This was just a prank that got out of hand. But I do need some help as you can see." Of course, I'll help you," he said. He set down the bag and took off his field jacket and offered it to her."Thank you, sir," she said, putting on the jacket. "You're very kind." The jacket wasn't quite long enough to cover her much below the waist."I live in a building on the. I ran the program six times a day onweekends (the most it allowed)."Losing weight?" Brad, my office-mate, asked."Uh yeah, I guess." I hadn't noticed until he said something. After workI weighed myself. I had lost 7 pounds! It was probably because I wasskipping so many meals as I ran the program.Cool, I thought to myself.* * *After a couple of weeks, the mod program started playing movies.The movies were computer generated films showing generic characters ineveryday situations. The camera always. I watched as she staggered around trying desperately to maintain her balance before falling, rather inelegantly, to the ground.I was quick to help her up. "I r-really am s-s-sorry m-miss, I d-didn't s-see you. I d-do hope y-y-you're okay?"God that was embarrassing, a sentence that should have taken no more than six or seven seconds took all of about twenty-five to get out. Now what chance did I have of getting a date with the girl after an exhibition like that, even if I could manage the.