‘Yes, here,’ she said, giving him a seriously disapproving look. ‘I left message about it on your cell phone last night. You never picked up.’...Oh. So he wasn’t just dead, he was DEAD. All capitals. Because it was true, Avery had ignored his cell phone when it rang last night, all fifty times. Of course he’d realized that it was Vivian. He’d figured that, owing as to how he’d been trying to comfort a girl who’d suddenly become his own personal genie, he’d had a right to ignore her calls.. I dove into her depths and froze, the walls of her tight pussy grasping me like a familiar hand. Her cry was strangled as it tore from her throat, a wordless primal scream of pleasurable release.At that moment, a hot joy as intense as pain tore through my loins and I could feel my seed shoot into her. The first spurt felt like a quart shot through a straw, all at once. Her answering moan might have been a grunt of pain. The intellectual part of me knew that she enjoyed the first time after her. He’d just let her talk to him into the early morning hours. He still walked her to her car with the same words coming out of his mouth as he closed the door. ‘I’ll be here every night.’ She got to her office to find it spotless for a change. It was the end of the term, so there were no more observations needed for the semester. She wasn’t quite sure why she was in the office, but it had become a habit. There was a note on her part of the desk. She recognized Daniel’s handwriting immediately.. Why wouldn't you have that if you stayed home?" Because ... what we've never had, what we've never done, is to settle into bed, snuggle up together, talk a little with the lights off, and then fall asleep together. And we wouldn't really be able to do that at home, because we'd both be too nervous that somebody's mother would be about to open the door to check on us and make sure we're all snug in our bed. Of course, there's also the issue that we've never had sex in the house when someone was.