I have to do things my own way ... not the 'right' way or even the BMA way. We don't even need to discuss my phobias about privacy and security.In sho...t, I'm a slightly undersized pismire badly compensating for my various insecurities by far too often shooting off my own pie hole when smarter folks would shut up and listen more. I'd like to blame this social deficiency on the fact that I don't get laid nearly as much as I'd like to. My critics, and there are many, would say it's those very. We sat in silence for several minutes. “Would you like to play some games?” asked Cinnamon.“Sure,” I responded.She went into her bedroom. I thought I heard her talking. After a few minutes she emerged with a cribbage board and a deck of cards.“Cribbage or Gin?” she asked.“Let's start with gin,” I suggested.We played gin for quite some time. We talked and laughed as the night progressed. She definitely beat me at gin. We switched over to Cribbage. I won the first game. Cinnamon won the second. "This isn't over!" Nope, not if you're not wearing panties it isn't. Oh, hi Tom!"I turned in terror and there was nobody there."Mr. Socko's waiting. Oh, and Stephanie?" What?" "Great sex last night huh?" For you maybe." I'll bet you played with that thing five times after I left. God you were turned on. I'll bet it was most exciting thing that ever happened to you. Now go put on your panties before Mr. Socko gets mean about it. Of course, he knows you like to be spanked."I went back to my desk. She invited me for dinner at her house. I guess I had to go there to break up with her. It would be difficult, but it had to be done. I had been unfaithful and that was not acceptable. So I decided to accept the invitation.I had classes that day and went over to my girlfriend's in the late afternoon. Susan, my girlfriend took me to her room when I arrived. She was horny and wanted to have some oral pleasure. I was a real bastard and gave in to her plea. I was a bit afraid that her parents would.