The last time I saw you in a state like this, you damn near killed yourself by driving your car into a tree. Talk to me!”“What if he likes her bet...er?” she asked softly.“Oh for fuck’s sake! You always liked sex with me better than with Pete, but you still got engaged to him and you’re going to marry him. I seriously doubt a casual screw in a threesome is going to make Pete break up with you.”“But I broke up with him! You just reminded me.”“Yes, you did,” I said gently. “But Pete’s not you. You. There was enough clearance around my piss-slit to let me emulate a normal un-caged urination. But the cage would have been pretty obvious to someone standing next to me (assuming they copped a glance), so I decided to use the stalls from now on. San Francisco isn’t a place I know that well. I’ve only been there once before for a weekend, so I was looking forward to spending some there. This contract was for two months, which was about average and normally it flies by pretty quickly. Not this. We both hate rubbers and, at the time, there was no way I could go to my mother and ask to be put on the pill. Could you imagine the questions I would have to answer or at least lie about?Regardless of the risks, I love the feeling of Ric's warm cum being pumped inside me and then dripping back out. It is a part of him that only I can have. I only wished that I could carry his cum with me all the time.As I said, after our first time having sex, we were insatiable. We found ways to be together. He's off fishing again. She kissed him lovingly and wished him a good time knowing she would miss him and already did. Running her hand over her slit she thinks about that man of hers. He loves to touch her slit. It's gonna miss him while he's away. All this week he's been at it harder than usual. He gets this way before a trip. Sometimes she wonders about it. He took her, unlike before. His sullenness and what seemed like desperation has a way of worrying her. Reflecting on his in-securities.