I found myself suddenly bereft of all energy, as if someone had pulled the plug out.“Look Sue, why are you bothering to lie to me? You set this up s... that I’d catch you. So you want out of this marriage. Why not-”“What are you talking about? It’s not my fault you came home early!”I stared at her, and then looked at my watch. It was almost eleven, so I hadn’t come home early.“Nope, normal time. Just like always. Which means you planned for me to see you.”She shook her head, glancing at her bare. "Move, sweetheart," my captor said, pointing down the hall.I scurried along, hunched over, following the doorman, cursing my height for what had to be the first time ever. I was soon lost – we passed multiple doorways and took several turns; I couldn't keep track of the way we'd come, and I almost wondered if he'd doubled back on himself a time or two just to confuse me. I knew where I must be – the Carta hideout in Dust Town should be the only place this insanely large and convoluted. I was. "Cindi, you have a gentleman caller to see you."I could hear girls giggling in the background."Ask him to come on up, please," I asked."Not on your life," she laughed. "Come ooooonnnnnn downnnnn!" Susan! I can't..."She'd hung up.I should have known she'd make me come down there. Susan and I'd been friends since we started here last year. Nothing like a friend to create embarrassing situations.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Picking up my baseball glove and purse I stepped into the. ...." I saw myself moving on from the schoolroom, getting them naked into my big bed, or maybe in their own bedrooms, naked, their legs wide apart, their smooth cunts wanton in front of me as they fingered themselves lewdly encouraging me on to them, down on to and into their needy pussies.My own sex was so wet I could hear the lewd and filthy sound of my fingers slurping in and out of myself. I was so close - the intensity was building inside me, and as the need for release became almost too.