I carried it out to the car anddrove to the Goodwill. On the way, though, the memory of feeling thatgood overcame me. I couldn't get the though of t...at dress out of myhead.I finally did something without thinking. I drove to the storage unitwe rented and took all of the boxes marked clothing and put them in theunit. I then took the rest of the stuff to the Goodwill. I went homeand went about my normal life, or so I wanted. I couldn't get theclothes out of my head! The feelings just got. She remembered little of her life, but she remembered that night.He would never have agreed even then to pleasure her, though, in similar fashion to the way in which she was pleasuring him now. These days, of course, he was too drawn of energy, but in the past he had been selfish. That had never surprised her. Men were selfish creatures by nature, she believed. Something, again to do with the past, had convinced her of that before she'd even met Colin.So, if she desperately needed to, then. I told her I could stay as well. She thought about it for a minute and asked if I did not mind. Hell why would I?We made plans to site see, dinner plans, and to watch a movie or two. I meet her downstairs early Friday morning and off we set. We spent the morning at the beach and ended up that afternoon in St Augustine. We walked from shop to shop, I became her pack mule as she bought something from every store and I had to carry it.It was the first time in weeks I had seen her smile, laugh, and. The one finger is a tease comparatively so I spread myself a bit less and get more contact with the toy. My need is gnawing at me, I need more…not want but need. I plead, ‘Sir, ungh,…please help, ungh…’ He grins and goes, ‘It took you long enough. Now you may keep that toy in you and come serve me.’ He lies down on the bed in the next room and I’m pulled along by the stranger whograbs my hair, releases the toy from the table, shoves the toy into my barely adjusted asshole very deep, whispers.