‘I know I told him 5:30!’ she murmured quietly to herself. ‘What in the world is keeping him?’ Putting down of book of Shakespearean sonnets, ...he twisted her head looking towards the front desk one more time. There was Deryck walking in with a confident saunter both incredibly hot and equally infuriating. Turning her head quickly she ran her hands or her jeans, nervously plucking at one of the small, worn holes at the thigh. What am I doing? Ryn thought while outwardly groaning. She was acting. "And indeed, during the nights leading up to The Nuit Noir, all I did was dream of what might happen. I was in a constant state of arousal. I didn't dare masturbate for fear they would somehow know, even though I knew it was irrational to think such things. Yet there was something about Conrad's demeanor that conveyed a sense of power that went beyond anything I'd known before. It was as intimidating as it was exciting.On the night of the party I snuck out of the house and went to a local. I switched it off with the remote control and closed my eyes for a second.I heard a door creaking from upstairs so I slowly made my way up the stairs and checked out all the bedrooms and there was no one there. Erica, honey, you're being completely ridiculous, I thought to myself as tiredness overwhelmed me. I walked back down the stairs and switched off the light and then walked back up to my bedroom. I didn't bother switching the light on to undress because I knew my way around the room. Finally she said, ‘Yes, I remember you. You did ask me out to the homecoming dance. Wow, you sure grew up!’ I took the awkward compliment in stride, as I felt she did not truly recognize me at this point, since my physical appearance had changed so drastically since the last time she saw me. I also have my business suits tailored to be just a little large, as not to reveal the muscle beneath, or the bulge between my legs. ‘I know you are preparing to order. If I may be so bold, may I ask you.