"Come on Trev," I said, "it's Christmas." I push myself back in his arms. He held me tight and kissed the top of my head. This is not what I wanted, I...want him to take me roughly, make me cry out, bring me to a crashing orgasm. Soon after that, he kisses me good night and he leaves me standing there, my whole body shaking with desire. Fuck him, if he doesn't want me, there's plenty that do, I thought.It's back to the party, all of the bosses have left now, but I see a small group of Salesmen. She was never able to get that bastard so she directed all her anger at the man she caught attacking her daughter. She began by starting a barn-fire in the back yard and she burned all of Howard’s things, but that wasn’t enough. What she really wanted was to see Howard dead and she let her emotions get the better of her. She called her drug dealer, a man that had recently been robbed at gun point by a couple of hooded men in ski masks. She told him that Howard was one of those men. It was. We also had few rare chats about girl friends & boy friends. Our secret relation started when he knocked my door on one fine afternoon. His internet was down and he wanted to download something. Because I stay alone at home, I often wear less clothes. On that afternoon, I was wearing a green colour sleeveless deep neck maxi. I had given my panty a day off but I was wearing a black bra. My deep neck maxi was revealing a good amount of cleavage but I didn’t bother because I was alone at. Very impressive. Now, in what he calls ‘Class B’ uniform, he’s a terrifically intelligent guy who asks good questions and offers some interesting possibilities. Oh, don’t get upset. He’s NOT Ed. Just a smart guy. I’m living in a universe where smart people are almost too common. It’s hard for the flame of the candle to shine when it’s on the surface of the sun.“We can work on the application pretty easily,” I added. “We have to work on the automated re-mating routine...”“So he can find his butt.