"Well, I really can't read. I never got the hang of it. No oneknows." Ari, we're friends. I wouldn't consider embarrassing you in any way.Don't worry.... I said."It's that I want to work on this project, but I can't do the reports. Gildoesn't know about my problem." Ari said. "Could you help?" I'd like to, but I know nothing about birds." I said. "I'm not sure that Ican be that much help." Don't you worry about that!" He said, beaming with joy. "I know it all. Ican do the bird part if you can do. She is illuminated. Footsteps behind her, the man stands inches from her back, she can feel his breath. She tries turning her head but her range is very limited.He steps around to look her in the eyes. He's very tall, standing 6'3" with short spiked hair, baby blue eyes, clean shaven but with some maintained facial hair. She looks up at him with relief, with awe, with curiosity.He's slender yet athletic, still well fed and seems to take care of himself. He gazes into her eyes almost. His cock was filling my body and easing off. My eyes started to close and my back was arching. The thrusts were coming quicker and quicker. It couldn’t have been long or it might have been hours but Mr. Keller’s groans were getting louder in my ear.All at once Mr. Keller pulled out of me causing me squeal. I looked down and he quickly stroked his cock and cum started to spray out. His cum sprayed onto my stomach and breasts on the first pulse and the second it squirted all the way up onto my. I quickly remembered why I had been victim of a terrible case of insomnia the night before courtesy reader Malathi’s stunning looks which even a women envy.“Today is Valentine’s Day,” I remembered with a sudden chill of resentment. Although my anti-capitalist tendencies should denote my lack of care regarding this Hallmark holiday, I can’t help but- being the girl that I am- long to feel loved on a day set aside as a holiday to celebrate- not being alone. Removing my fingers from my pajama.