"Chuckling to himself, Mikhail looks into her hope filled eyes. "You could say that..."He tells her, his voice soft in his pristine English. "What's y...ur name, little one?"She looks at him in an odd expression of bewilderment. "Angelique..." She tells him, her voice soft and cracked from her ordeal. "Angelique..." He says to no one in particular, thinking over her name. "...such a pretty name for a pet." Pet?" The hope and relief that once filled her slowly trickles away at his words."I don't. We went to the Student Union building, went through the cafeteria line, and found a table outside in the shade of an umbrella.I was about to burst at the seams if I didn’t tell her how gorgeous she was, so I just jumped in with both feet and said it.“Charlene, I have to tell you something.”“Okay. Will I be embarrassed?”“No nothing like that. It’s just that…you are so gorgeous and so beautiful, that when we were in class, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from your blonde hair. It really is very. Yeah, right,’ I chuckled. She knew there was no way I could possibly sleep until she returned.They swallowed their drinks hurriedly and headed for the door. As they walked, Annie took Damon’s hand and smiled up at him. I watched, intoxicated with excitement as Annie’s curvy body floated away. You could almost feel the sexual tension vibrating in the room as all three of us anticipated the pleasures to come. Annie said later that as she walked away her cunt was already running wet between her. For most it's as rudimentary as closing your eyes, stroking yourself, and waiting for your mind to bring forth the perfect situation to get off. For me phishing is more like my gift playing match maker: subconsciously I have a fantasy I'd like to try and subconsciously you have a fantasy aching to be fulfilled.I've never claimed to be a nice or kind person, but I've found my adventures to be significantly more satisfying if everyone involved wants the fantasy to come true, even if they only.