So anyway, if I said I wasn’t jealous about Lacey, I would be lying. I was falling asleep at night picturing her in bed with you and I wanted it so...much to be me. Kelly always said that she loved waking up in the morning next to you and I wanted that too. Like I told you, I can never replace Kelly and I won’t even try because no one can. But I would like the chance to do that with you. I want to be next to you when you are smiling. I want to hold you when you feel sad, and I want to take. Maybe it’s because I live alone in a brick building which is sound-proof, and she knows that no one can hear us. Or maybe it’s because we are no longer a couple she doesn’t have to worry about how BDSM affects our relationship, since we have none. She knows she can hurt me and humiliate me, and not worry about any repercussions. She’s free to do as she wishes, and she loves the power. She also knows I’m submissive, and will do whatever she wants. Lastly, since we no longer have intercourse, she. Lori gasped and her legs tightened. Her eyes were closed tightly, in her mind the black man had blindfolded her and was having his way with her. The delivery-man was now masturbating openly, and he could tell that she was going to have orgasm. He had watched a lot of porn, but nothing like this. And he had forgotten he was in someone's home, and his truck was in the street, motor running.He did recall seeing her panties. And he slinked back to the stairs and grabbed them. Back at her door, he. The only thing that seemed to break the monotony was the few conversations he had with his far older coworkers, and the condescending voice of his general manager. To the people around him though, even the customers, Juan was very quiet and unsure of himself. Juan knew this was a problem, and had hoped to break this ailment with his job, but it only seemed to have made this worse. He needed something to give him purpose."I need a passion, a hobby..." Juan mumbled to himself as he stocked the.