Look - to put it bluntly, it’s sex, I need sex,” Gina said quietly, glancing at him with short sharp looks. I need a fucking great hard dick up my...pussy - and soon or I’ll go mad, she meant to say but didn’t.She looked away from him, liking the old fellow very much, but still embarrassed about discussing the intimate problem haunting her. At 28 years old and once the centre of attraction in clubs both sporting and social, she had had the pick of a fuck athlete from a host of admirers. The fact. Admiring himself in the mirror he congratulatedhimself again at choosing the veil. He had never worn a veil before. Itlooked great he thought. Actually he had never worn anything he waswearing now. He had never worn shoes with heels, never worn socks withruffles around the ankles, never worn a dress with a petticoat, never anecklace or satin gloves nor a head piece with or without a veil. He hadworn a diaper when he was small, but that was so long ago he reallydidn't remember wearing it. "She chuckled. "For me, too." I'm not sure who claimed who." His head was still spinning at the sudden fantasy of them getting together back home, of continuing to see her back in his real life. It was foolish, but he wanted to see how it might work."Does it matter? I'm yours, at least for this weekend." She kissed his neck before relaxing her grip on him.Released at last, Zach withdrew from her body and disposed of the condom in the trash next to the bed. Then he rolled back to stare at her. He reached out for the door handle and saw that his hand was trembling. He took a deep breath, turned the handle and walked into her classroom.Jan Krebs, surprised that someone would still be in the school, looked up from her desk when the door opened and saw that it was Robert. She remembered Robert him from her seventh period history class, a good looking boy that she had always enjoyed teasing and watching as he got an erection. "Robert, what are you doing here so late?"Robert didn't respond.