‘Don’t be embarrassed that we’re buying condoms in front of people. You and I want to enjoy our vacation, right?’ I nodded, meanwhile finding...the correct aisle. There were countless choices in terms of features. I wanted something that will have Blade slip in and go 100 mph and never stop. Of course, that doesn’t exist. ‘You want ‘Sheer Pleasure?’ Blade mocked in a wild, stereotypical French accent. ”You’ll triple the strength of your orgasm!” I was growing impatient. I still wanted to walk. Laying back and stroking his cock. As I dress he tells me how sexy I look in my business clothes, although he mentions I could wear a shorter skirt and leave another button undone on my blouse. I just shake my head and ask if sex is all he thinks about."No, not all I think about. I do think about it all the time I am with you though. I would love to take you out and show you off one night. See you in a sexy little dress. Tease you all night at dinner and on a dance floor. Getting you all worked. I felt myself flush, “Well …Uh …I guess she’s ok” I managed to stammer. She half turned and looked at me, her eyebrows raised in a quizzical look, “Ok? but this is your favorite video” she said, screwing up her face as if in an effort to remember, “Ah, yes, ‘8 out of 10, Hot, Hot, Hot!’, wasn’t that it?” My eyes almost bulged out of my head, and I had a sudden attack of coughing as my drink went down the wrong way, How? When? Oh god! Then it hit me, three weeks ago, I’d been writing in my video. ‘You alone today or are you going to have a friend eat with you?’ Once in a while Tabitha or Stan, my male friend who accompanied me when the mood struck, joined me for lunch a half an hour after I arrived. I was positive that they would not be joining me this particular day. Stan normally informed me in our language class that he was eating lunch with me. Tabitha, the day before, mentioned that she had the burning need to catch a glimpse of her love interest and would not be joining me. Just.