" I wanted to get a better look at the final battle." Samantha explained.I quickly added. "I can see just fine." I couldn't see any more than a quarte... of the screen, but I wasn't about to admit that. Samantha switched from rubbing my dick with her hands, to squeezing her thighs around it. Wow, did that feel good! I had to turn my head and bite down on the blanket covering the bean bag to keep from calling out.To think that I had been worried about Samantha giving us away by making too much. The best ones like Food, Texture, Pattern, Pets, etc, were already being taken, the only remaining topics were – Gluttony, Erotica, and Tribal. I chose Tribal. But right after I did so, Amanda told me that I would have to go to the nearest tribal burial which is Angola in Indiana, which was around 200 miles south. I had no intentions of going there, so I ended up selecting ‘Erotica’.So I thought to myself, let’s just focus on getting the internship today, and that I can worry about that. We smiled, and I winked. He smiled even larger, and licked his lips. It was fairly hot. After we finished, and washed our hands, we left the bathroom together. I engaged in small talk outside the exit door, and it turns out he was only one section away from me. I told him there were a couple of single seats near me, and that he was welcome to join me. He said, "That'd be cool!" We walked to our seats, and spent the rest of the game together. Our conversation went from baseball and his residency. I didn’t know where my mind was, I didn’t really even know what I was saying, but it was like something took over inside me, the thing that was so turned on by my fucking cheater slut of a boyfriend, and practically admired him for it, was in full control. Honestly, that mind itself seems to be the only one I have adhered to to this day, and I am not upset over it. “I saw your videos. I saw everything,” I said.His whole attitude changed, in an instant. The arrogant punk I saw in those.