Since there isn’t any class going on 2nd hour she doesn’t have to hide from any teachers.*“Cindy?” I say, whispering so no one hears me talkin.... “Where is that girl…?”*A shock to Karla, as she is pushed to the wall*“Hey” I say as a slight yell comes from my mouth.“I read your diary” A shock runs through my body, as I start to remember it’s been missing from my room for the past couple weeks.“How did you get it?”“From your room silly*“How much did you read?” While hoping she read none of it, i’m. “Does our love mean nothing?” the maid asked plaintively.“Oh please shut up, Geoffrey has asked me to marry him and I said yes if he actually manages to transport me to heaven.” Miss Rochester replied.“But what about me!” the maid pleaded.“Raise your skirts and form a line,” I suggested.“Your cream is all mine now Geoffrey,” Miss Rochester insisted, “But perhaps I shall lend you to my maid occasionally to keep her content, but for now let us conjoin joyously!”I winked at the maid, she scowled. It was a line I didn't want to cross. Across the line I went. I started responding to posts M4M posts. I soon found that they were mostly real and I started having internet sex with guys. Emailing stories, pics and fantasies while edging. It was all new and hot again. Then there was the guilt and shame. Fuck! The shame was, well, everyone knows what shame feels like. And for sure, that made it even hotter and more erotic. I met a guy online who was much like me but he was younger and married.. I was searching for house and had searched net and got a few mobile numbers and called. One of them was a lady called Susan (name changed) She had a nice sweet voice and nice style of talking. We agreed that I cud see the apartment on Saturday afternoon around 3 PM. So I reached the place around 3 pm and the apartment was on 3rd floor. I took the lift reached the apartment. I rang the bell and after a few seconds the door was opened. There stood a lady in a t shirt and pajama. She had big boobs.