It would keep me occupied until I could start my course, and it would be good experience to put my CV in the future. But it was when I was clearing ou... my room one afternoon after moving back upstairs, that I decided what to do.I asked Vicky, Emily and Will to come and see me on the Saturday afternoon before my birthday so I could tell them my plans.“I found this.” I held up the plane tickets that Clarissa and I had booked for the flight to New York in January.“And?” said Vicky.“And ... Seems a. .. better than OK, I think." He smiled, stroking her hair, staring up at the ceiling."I can't believe you made me cry." She managed, after a moment. He just squeezed her a little tighter, bringing a groan from her as her nipples rubbed over his side. "You sure you're alright? You look a little... lost." I'm good, really." He kissed her hair, breathing in deeply, revelling in the moment. "Princess... it's... I'm not complaining, it's not like that, but... I feel... a bit..." Unsure?" No.. But I, now 137 days ago, fled and ended our affair.About a year ago, I sampled the offerings in several relationship sites on the web over several weeks. Very few attracted my interest. The ones that pretended to seek a digital relationship saw it clearly as a preliminary opening for a ‘real’, body-to-body meeting in the shortest possible time. My problem was that the mind-sex relationship I was looking for was just not in fashion.Then I read Mark’s ad. In sixty-three clear, unambiguous words,. ‘I'm coming over, I can see you uncontrollably wriggling around and can almost see the cogs turning in your head... stop mind fucking me,' Michael says playfully. Oh shit, is all I can think. I can feel my cheeks getting redder and redder and my pussy getting so moist. If he sits down next to me, I will have to excuse myself to the bathroom, I think. ‘Hey James, fancy running into you here. I thought you'd be working.' I hear Michael's husky voice say before I’ve even seen him.I don't want to.