They're a puzzle, one of life'smysteries, and that's a fact. Who knows what goes on in their brains,or whether they even have brains? I mean, what rat...onal creature wouldget excited over Valentine's Day? Could any holiday be more obtuse? Like your bitch, mine's a sucker for the hearts and flowers,chocolates and greeting cards, and she expects something on Valentine'sDay. If I forget to buy her something, it means I'm taking her forgranted, or so she tells me, and, believe me, you don't want to. The sensations conspire against her, and she's bested within moments. Butterflies explode in her belly as her knees buckle and her breasts inch down the glass. "You made me come" she mewls at an imaginary lover, the embers of her climax quickly cooling.This is Aria's morning routine. At least, it is most mornings. But today she wakes too late, and is forced to sheath her still yearning body in her work clothes. A long day of uncomfortable simmering awaits, unless an opportunity presents. I often found myself in the company of strangers with no idea who or what they were."Anyway Eddie said that you were quite wild. Frankly that's why I suggested that you make the office pictures." I see." I didn't of course since I didn't make pictures. I had always gone alone with people who said things I didn't understand, it was just easier than trying to figure it out."So are you wild?" Some people might think so sometimes." Will I," she said it moving to stand in front of me."You might," I. ?I can?t think of anything except what it would be like to be spreadeagled, tied with my legs apart, while every guy who crosses my path lowers histrousers and rams me hard.? I?m certainlynot paying attention to what?s being said in class.? I?m supposed to be taking notes right now andall I can think about is my pussy!? Thinkthink think!? TAKE NOTES NOW! Day 2????????????? 1:15 pm I didn?t make it home.?I was half way and I stepped behind a bush, snapped my jean shorts open,and rubbed my clit.