You have gone all out on this little story. The swollen lips glisten with your dew. I swallow hard. My cock is so hard it is beginning to ache. It is ...training to get out of my pants. " Then I told Dickie he could pet my kitty, if he wanted to," you continue. "He petted it really softly, like this." You gently touch yourself, rubbing your clit and then slipping two fingers inside. You are trying to stay in character, but, I hear a soft moan escape your lips "MMmmmm! It felt real good when he. I have rarely visited town so I can only pray she has never seen me."Hello." I say in a friendly voice as soon as I think she can see me.She looks back at me suspicion written all across her face. Her shoulder is heavily bandaged and I can see signs of wrapping under the robe she has one. She is sitting on a layer of pillows and blankets. Face bruised. One cheek is dark and ugly looking."Who are you?" direct this girl."A friend." Really? I don't know you." I know. But I know something about. Thoroughly satisfied, I uploaded the pics into my pc and my folder. Then came the harder part. I changed into my cloths but forgot how they were arranged in Padma’s bag. I tried to recollect but got totally lost since I did not care much at the beginning. I somehow rammed them into the bag and returned to my work.All the three friends came back that evening and I was tensed not knowing what to expect. I did not even meet Padma’s gaze and I believed she looked puzzled or confused when she came. Why? Well because I make his life at work a misery, basically, with the way I treat him. Gerald HATES me.Giggle.I caught him ogling me one day, a while ago, when I was in a fairly wicked mood, and I decided to have some fun. I got up and strolled over to his desk, stood there smiling down at him."Question for you, Gerald," I announced in a voice loud enough for the other guys to hear."Whhat's that, Amber?" he stuttered."Why are you staring at me? Do you fancy me or something?"Silly question.