"Did you hear something?'' He shakes his head, and she looks back to him when the doorknob to her door rattles again, the only warning before the door...swings open, a male figure entering the doorway. For a moment, her mind has gone off line, uncomprehending, shocked into silence. She cannot move, and just stares at him, worrying if perhaps her mind has finally snapped. "Well, well. If this isn't just... enlightening." Richard Graimes just stands there, a smirk of victory on his features, hands. After I joined my engineering college, my gf and I used to talk daily on phone and often had sex chat. She usually described how she wants to get ravaged by me on her first night or she would narrate our previous escapades. Once I asked her,”what do you imagine when you masturbate?” she said,” about you doing me hard”. I said that how can you imagine the same thing all the time, swear on me and say what are the other things you think about. She started crying, her voice was shaking. I knew I. He was not due to return until Saturday and this week at work had been a nightmare. Her boss had her working on a huge project that had to be completed by Friday night. As Elizabeth sat at her desk Friday morning she felt the tension working knots in her shoulders. It was just after nine in the morning when her phone rang, she hesitated answering it for fear that it might be her boss. Elizabeth was slightly puzzled when she noticed that the caller id displayed her home phone. Elizabeth answered. If this weren't so dam scary Iwould be turned on like crazy.Why hasn't he said anything? All this time nothing. Guess I wasexpecting he was going to tell me how dirty I am and stuff but thesilent treatment almost seems worse then if he was ranting like a madman. At least then I would have some idea on what was going to happennext. Next thing I know I have a needle going into my arm. Now what theheck is he going to do?Just then the vibration ends and I feel the plug being pulled out. Tobad I was.