~~~My young adult yearsStephen King's clown movie, It, comes out at our local movie theater. During its stint at the theatre, I buy a ticket every Wed...esday afternoon when I get off work and go see this movie. My routine never changes. I bring a jacket and sit in my comfy reclining chair somewhere isolated in the theater. No need for popcorn, as my fingers will be busy. I edge myself over and over.Under the cover of my jacket, my fingertips gently stroke my clit ... not too hard or fast to stay. You need to think like an author has to think so it becomes the way you think. Start again.’ ‘The blonde looked at me with questions in her eyes…’ Seb was allowed to continue but he stopped when he say pain in Annie’s eyes. ‘You do it.’ ‘Okay, but remember I am not an author and am female so don’t laugh.’ ‘Joe, no kidding. Fifteen seconds of eye contact and I was dead meat, hers to do whatever she wanted. The blonde’s green eyes flicked over me – I hoped not contemptuously – and then it. After a night of restless sleep, I woke, had my breakfast and bid goodbye to Jason, who was leaving for work. "See you tonight, Alexis." "Bye love. Save some energy for tonight - I have something special planned." "What is it?" he asked. "You'll just have to wait until tonight, my love." "Ooh, sounds interesting, my mystery woman." I smiled as he closed the door. Having planned the night's events over and over in my mind and practiced one skill that I acquired, I realized that now it was. Wishful thinking, she is pretty eye candy for most part. I walk up to the table notice her but its clear she likes to be left alone so I just simple smile at her waiting for acknowledgment receiving nothing but a cold breezes / I pop my protein shake and drink a few sips of it finally“Oh, hi V sorry I didn’t notice u” Angie said suddenly like 10mins delay“oh no problem is ok I reply back studying her demeanor is something about her I can never pin point it but there is something about her.