I lay on my bed, closed my eyes and envisioned us together whilst I stroked my cock to an almighty orgasm. I found it ridiculous that a guy of my age ...I'm 28) was acting like some obsessed groupie towards this guy. I mean, I've had crushes before, but this was taking the biscuit. I was finding it increasingly difficult to go through the day without thinking about him. It was getting out of hand.A few weeks passed since the brief encounter at the cafeteria and I had managed to get my emotions. " i said feeling the heat increasing between my legs. "Pick the outfit." i responded pulling 2 outfits from my bag. one was a hot pink fishnet mini and the other was a black domination style one peice. He picked the pink one. I went into the bathroom. i wasnt sure why i wanted him so badly, most guys in NY so far thought I was a stuck up bitch since thet couldnt get any action without paying my hefty toll. but him. i wanted him to whatever he wanted to me and i needed him badly even if it was. “Why?” she asked.Huh? I was at a loss. Was I using the wrong word in the local trade-speech? How could someone not know why they should listen to a Lord? Was she deliberately defying me? But as I gazed into her eyes, I saw neither ignorance nor defiance. This girl just saw no reason why she should lie down when she was perfectly capable of standing.“So you’re the one who killed two of my warriors I take it.” It was more of a statement than a question.“It should’ve been three,” she. I'll probably have to stay late.” and with that he put out his cigarette and kissed me good night.The alarm clock went off sooner than I cared for, Ryan fumbled to turn it off. He looked great even though he just woke up."Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?” he said and kissed my forehead."Wonderful, let's just call in sick and stay in bed all day” I yawned and stretched my arms."I wish we could but we both have a very busy day. Why don't you take your shower while I make us breakfast”.