I got hard again and I began rubbing my cock against the silky black panties.This time my imaginary Lisa was telling me how horny she was and how badl... she needed me to fuck her. I pretended I was the only man who could make Lisa cum. She begged me to fuck her and promised to do anything I wanted any time I wanted if I would just make her cum every day so she didn’t lose her mind.I didn’t go to class that day and I shot off eight times in twenty-four hours.I took the small box back to the. I was terrified.Lisa's job as it turned out was not that bad, it was difficult at firstbut I found it to be dull and boring rather quickly, looks like I madethe right choice in not becoming a programmer. Lisa on the other handdoing my job was having a blast. After sitting in front of desk for solong staring at a screen full of code she was overjoyed to be on herfeet running around putting out fires and installing servers.It was the next day that I was with Lisa over at her house. We were upin. Three others from New York New Yorkwould be going on the tour with her: a couple that Lois guessed were intheir 50's and a white-haired man who looked to be in his mid-60's. Thevan trip was uneventful as it made its way just a few blocks off TheStrip. Similar looking vans had already pulled up and people weregetting on the bus for the tour. Many of the seats near the front of thebus were already taken. Lois decided to walk to the back so she wouldhave room. It looked like the bus wouldn't be. It'll nothappen again."Ron turned and looked, surprised himself at her compassion. His parentshad been killed in a car crash when he was three, and he had been raisedby his maternal grandparents, their only grandchild. Of course Virginiaknew this, and Ron knew Virginia knew. That meeting in the Admiral'soffice was evidence of that. But this was the first sign she'd given ofbeing anything but the coolly efficient naval officer he'd met earlierthat day. Except that doorway kiss with Lady.