"We, since we're being so open. Do you know who I masturbate to every once in a while"."You do? Even though you're married and stuff"."Sure, people ma...turbate their whole life. It's part of your sex life, with your partner and all alone by yourself." So you mean it's not bad, it's OK"."But OF COURSE it's OK, and no it's not bad at all, not a bit." So I'm listening, who do you do it to."But now she's interested and turns to me slightly and I know she's showing me her slit just enough to get me. --- What followed was agonizing. I thought on her return that Becky would be shamed somehow, that she’d see it as a big mistake that brooked no further discussion. So when she walked over to my desk and, without the office being any the wiser, dumped her soaking panties on my lap, my mouth was left somewhat agape. Hours past and Becky seemed on a mission to make me jump over the desk, rip her clothes off and take her there and then. She caught my eyes, drawing me into her gaze while biting. Religion like many other man made laws and suppression's, have forbidden, women in particular to express their sexuality, and one can only assume fear makes them that way, for even in my own short life of experiences, I have fallen foul of church men and men in authority and worse still, the cowards masquerading as friends in times of need, to catch them putting their hands into my pants, telling themselves that they have more right to do so than any other, simply because they find it easier to. " Jessica emphasized her point by slamming her fist down on the table."Well do you want Chris for who he is or what you want him to be?" I asked Jessica."Don't get me wrong James. Chris is the perfect guy, almost. He's one of the top Real Estate Agents around and to be that good requires a lot of confidence and passion. But he doesn't know when to turn it off. He always wants to be in charge, no not in charge, in CONTROL. If he's not in control then he will lose the deal. I'm not a piece of.