I thrust onto it repeatedly, just wishing it was some strong man taking me. Taking my virginity, taking all I have with his thick cock. My left hand b...comes more vigorous on my clit as I can feel myself tightening.My body is shaking, and I moan repeatedly. I try to be quiet, but as always I fail. Faster and harder I rub. I can tell the moment is coming, and it's as if I am a little girl again. Anxiously waiting to open presents on Christmas. Although, what I am waiting for is much more of an. ...On a whim, I drove up to SCSU. The guard, all smiles andpoliteness, directed me to what he thought was the HumanResources office. No such luck. A black woman cleaning thewindows, told me it had been moved, across the street. Noone seemed the least bit concerned that I'd been walkingall day on my 3-inch heeled ankle straps and that my feetwere beginning to cave in on me. Two misdirections later, Ihobbled into the right building, and went into the ladies'room to pull myself together.As I. Randy told Dave that he had seen reactions similar to what Dave had described in a number of cases and the final resolution in each case came only when the athlete eventually agreed to psychiatric or psychological therapy to deal with the loss. He suggested Dave talk to the WFU training staff because they would likely have qualified personnel either on-staff or otherwise available to them. Dave thanked him for his advice.On Tuesday, Dave went to speak to Mike Tonelli, the team weight trainer,. “Bitch!”“Yeah I know I just couldn’t resist. Now shift a little so I can get the covers out from underneath us.”Despite the warm night I was starting to feel chilled, so I rolled to one side and tugged at the duvet. After a bit of fumbling and getting tangled up, we both managed to snuggle into each other in the comforting warmth of the bed. Although I switched the light off neither of us was very sleepy, still high on the adrenalin of excitement. We chatted for ages about silly inconsequential.