Sheila and I would exchange SMS regularly on cell, which was where I first broke the formal barrier between us. I can’t exactly remember the day but...remember the 30 minutes we exchanged our regular SMS – which lead us to bed. On one such SMS occasion, I was so depressed and fed-up over my girlfriend’s recent behavior that I went on to write Sheila, ‘You can tell me everything and anything right now – all you have is just one chance – just tell me straight – are you interested in sex with me?’,. She was teetering on the verge of a powerful climax and I slowed my efforts for a moment."Darrell," I answered calmly. We had occasional used ex boyfriends and girlfriends as fodder for dirty talk. It was usually her ex boyfriends since I'd only been with two girls before Kara and she had been a bit of a slut in high school and college. "N, no," she lied and I stopped moving my hand."Tell the truth," I barked sternly. My cock was rock hard and ready. It pulsed and twitched as I looked into my. Laura turned the little silver machine over in her hand a few times, before she finally switched it on and held it to her mouth. ‘Hello, hello!’ she said, feeling slightly silly. Her voice sounded weird, and for a moment she worried whether her parents might hear her. Then she realized that even if they did, they would not think anything of it. As far as they were concerned, their daughter had been with them all the time throughout the last months. She turned the dictation machine off again,. So I determined that I would accept my fate and move on. I brushed my teeth to get the awful taste from my mouth, and then I showered, and shampooed my hair. I saw that stubble was appearing on my legs, so I shaved them and my armpits. Feeling much better, I dressed, putting on the pair of comfortable looking jeans and a T-shirt. I brushed my hair and applied some basic makeup. When I was finished, I stood in front of the mirror and approved of what I saw. When I got back to New York City, I.