Listening as the two girls talked, Ed found out that their waitress had gotten into a big fight with her boyfriend a few days before, and he'd just dr...ven off, heading back to Los Angeles, leaving her stranded and broke when he did so. She said she was only working at the restaurant until she found someone to give her a ride back home. The people who ran the motel and restaurant fed her, and gave her a room at the motel. A room she shared with another girl, in a similar situation, who now. .. I ... I mean no...” Clara sneered triumphantly, her cunt tingling at the thought of seeing him learn to enjoy the strict obedience he was now doomed to.“Oh come come Clark, I know you’re divorced, and with your daughter now away at college, you’ve plenty of time for masturbation ... do the Betty Page types do it for you too ... especially the whip poses?” He struggled to come to terms with a mature woman asking him such directly intimate questions, but the whole situation was so surreal, and. Only from far away one could hear the barking of street dogs, the humming of occasional cars passing by and other sounds that were impossible to specify. It was raining. A girl, 18 year old Nela, walked through the streets. Alone. Her hair wet from the rain, the cowl of her hoodie jacket pulled deep into her face and her headphones playing music while she was walking home. She just came back from an evening with her friends, where they watched horror movies (since Halloween came closer) and. I am preparing myself for a smooth connection with your body as if your nakedness is calling me and attracting me to you, just as if we were magnets. Finally! I make contact. My body runs into you, gently, and feels the coolness of it with soft hairs on your back. We fit my front to your back, spooning softly. My build up and yearning is finally satisfied as you arch your back so slightly to my touch. There is no sign of extra heat that I usually feel when we spoon this way. My hand.