Though I had my eyes on her and we seemed to have a warm, friendly relationship, she always seemed to be dating higher profile guys, ones who seemed d...stined for moneyed careers. I never expected that she had any more interest in me than just friendship.At the beginning of my junior year a fraternity brother and good friend, who years later became a high-placed executive in a major food company, began dating Charie. He had the reputation of being a real player, usually going for “loose” women. Five. By the way, if you ever did cheat on me, you will be punished for three years! Four. So don't even try, slut!" "I would never. Sir, please I cannot hold it, please!!" "Nope." And shuts off the vibe. "You have 20 seconds and I will start again." "Yes, thank you, sir." After 20 seconds on the dot, he puts the vibe on my clit again. This time it only takes me five seconds to edge. "Sir, I am very close, please, sir!" "Nope. Hold it for a minute." "Yes, sir." And I do as I am told. After a. Most of happened to me that year—much of what I did—the decisions I made, some of them resoundingly awful, revolved around Kate, who became a potent, blindingly intense presence in my life. This is, more than anything else, is the story of Kate. * Chapter 2 Fallen leaves of umber and ochre and gold crackled under our feet as Kate and I jogged along the northern end of the campus golf course. It was a warm autumn day—too warm, perhaps, to be considered ideal running weather, but we were. The door opened. My heart thudded so loudly I was sure it could be heard across the room. Tilting my head, I caught the mirror and saw a guy in slippers and flannel pajamas standing at the urinal relieving himself. I opened my mouth and tried to breathe. All he had to do was wash his hands and look in the mirror and he couldn′t miss the pervert in the now crotchless pantyhose and tail plug – me. My whole body got hot. My asshole ached. Marlene′s games had gone far enough; after this I wasn′t.