I would stop being his secret, his fetish, his private shame. I will steel myself. I will free myself from the hold he has on me. Like an addict, I he...d over again and again for him. I'll find myself standing at his door, like I am going to be tonight.I obey his instructions. I park around the corner, so no one knows I am here for him. I steady my nerves at the door before opening the door and stepping in. I shut and lock the door behind me. This is our thing, our scene. I strip at the door. I. Clara’s office was incredibly neat and everything had its place. I really admired Clara and she was very thorough with her work, but I suspect she was obsessive compulsive about neatness! Despite their differences, Bill and Clara worked very well together. The meeting finished and Bill swept out of the room, heading off for God only knows where. Clara asked me to meet with her in the lab and so I knew that right now I wouldn’t be spending anymore time chatting to this lovely creature that had. Lovely place! and have you ever stayed then?’ ‘No I’ve never ever seen a room here’ ‘Well I’m just going back to my room if you’d like to join me’ I say with an even bigger smile on my face. ‘I thought you’d never ask!’ As we walk back to my room just chatting about ourselves then we get to my room and I open then door and as I do I feel her pull my towel off and push me into the room. Then I drop all the stuff on the floor and we start to kiss passionately. I feel her tongue softly go into my. "The sexual intensity was nothing like I'd ever felt before. It was like being loved by a parent you never had, and the partner you always wanted, all at once." It was literally night and day. At night, the first night, I felt thrilled. I thought, 'There's nothing wrong with this, just cultural norms that are meaningless."And then in the morning, we had oral sex again, and that's when I wanted to puke and felt like a criminal. At night I was really into it, but by morning I wanted to die..