I lightly played with the tip and kissed it gently. Then I abruptly stopped the movements of my tongue. „I want more.. if you're okay with it“, I ...hispered.I didn't really expect him to decline, so I just got up and walked over to the small table, which stood in front of a mirror in the corner of the locker room. I smiled and then pulled up my legs, so he had a good look at my underwear underneath the skirt I was wearing. „Or don't you like what you see?“ I asked. I smiled at him. „Come. The recreational sex helped me reacquire my self esteem. We didn't make love, we fucked. They became the life preservers that kept me from drowning. I needed more than that. I needed to feel loved.As I felt better and my confidence grew, the more female attention I seemed to attract. It came to me that I was not the cause of Kelly's behavior. If anything, I should have addressed her self centered manipulating ways a long time ago. Whatever demons drove her were not of my making. When I realized. I'll stay secret for now, and listen to everyone else think too loud.The pair in the storage cupboard climax together, clean each other up. A man, tall and slim, comes out holding a block of printer paper and looking composed, walks away, leaving Mr. Haldrige half dressed and slumped against the shelves, panting.We're both thinking the same thing.I can't survive being used like this much longer.Another Man's curseBlood comes dripping down my wrists, puddling on the floor, white lino stained.I'm. Catherine had to show the object to Maubert, who pouted.- It must have been Monique who put that... thing there. Wait, I'll check the card.The man went to the back shop and came back a few seconds later, with a piece of card in his hand. Catherine was always surprised by the archaism of the antique dealer by not having a digital filing system, but this contributed to the charm of the shop, she thought.- Let's see, he said, putting on glasses. I must admit that we know very little about the.