He noticed that I seemed a little nervous, and as we left the store he asked me why. I wasn’t willing to say, since he might think I was crazy. Also... he might decide if he put a move on me, I would be more likely to say yes. And he might be right, I wasn’t sure of myself. I had only half-believed in the rhythms, but if there was anything to it at all, I was playing with fire. I remembered that I was at a physical peak today — which meant that he was too — but I couldn’t remember where the. ......... very tempted to let youloufresh: going to be damp all day at the universityloufresh: just read your comments and now the dampness is becoming more than that; fuck!fisterguy: what university?loufresh: univ of Manitoba; I'm helping to grade papers before going off to finish my studiesfisterguy: is Lou short for anything?Loufresh: yesloufresh: cumslut is what my ex used to call me in my D/s daysfisterguy: he was right. you are a cumslut! What is it short for?loufres: hmmmmmmmmmmm;. I pretty much copied my handwritten notes and made a few minor changes. Since there was nothing left for me to do, I thought I’d do a little snooping. I couldn’t believe the shit I found on his computer; this stuff could probably send Carlos away for life. The dummy actually had pics of the people he killed. Some of the images were too brutal for me to look at. Later for that.What really got my attention was a folder called “Vidz” buried within several other folders. I decided to check it out.. I watched and listened as I rolled her clit around in my wet fingers and fingered her asshole. When she was just about to cum, I would slow down and watch the disappointment on her face. Then I would build up her need for sexual release once more until she looked like she was about to cum, and then slow down again. At first she shouted at me, “Make me cum! Make me cum!” They were loud, angry shouts. As I let her come to the edge of her orgasm and then again slow down, her anger turned to.