“I should get going.”Carlos didn’t speak. He watched her head to the door, his attention making her feel both beautiful and insecure.“Have a n...ce evening,” she said, too late and too awkward.“Thanks. You too.”She shut the door behind herself and leaned against it for a second, her heart racing. Then she walked down the stairs and went home.*Trent had gone out. His half-finished paintings were propped up in the living space, the kitchen and even the bathroom. The entire apartment reeked of. “You can’t miss that I’m a lesbian. I know you are the dick of choice in town for rug munchers. I asked around. My girlfriends told me it wouldn’t get weird between us if you gave me a good hard, quick fuck. I don’t want to find some guy in a bar. They aren’t up to the task most of the time,” Marissa begged.Let me see. I have seven minutes before the second bell. If I give you a little push, I can get to my other office and get to my class a few minutes later.She had all nine inches inside her. My wife joked that she did not mind me being 'softer' as since she was older her jaw got tired from sucking such a large cock. I knew that she was trying to humor me.Time finally came for my next doctor visit. I expressed my displeasure with the latest pill, and that is when the doctor asked me a question."Do you think that you could inject yourself?" he asked."You mean like in the leg or arm?" I responded."No" he said, "you would inject yourself in the penis."At first the thought of injecting. ."Mr. Sloane."What?"Mike."I jerked my head up to see Janet staring at me. "What?" I blinked and tried to focus on her and clear my mind. Our eyes met and held for a moment. She really did know.She turned and indicated the two women sat beside her. "I think we're finished here. Heather," she said as she laid her hand on the girl's shoulder, "You get everything you need?"The younger woman got carefully to her feet. "Um, I think so," she smiled, holding her recorder up, "I'll type it out when I.