She had more experience and ideas were constantly whizzing through her mind.Ideas about all kinds of different sex, sex that she had had with other me... and sex that she only ever dreamed about having with men and women. She wanted to write everything, but she couldn’t do it all at once. She knew she had to plan and take her time. Maybe tease her little audience bit by bit. The excitement was too much. She clicked ‘login’ and the home page loaded up. Her tight little hole clenched as she read. Looking up and recognizing you, I laugh and offer you a seat. “Well, good thing we both got to bed at a decent hour or this could be awkward,” I say as you laugh in agreement, closing the door behind you.“So, the position you’ve applied for requires someone proactive, someone who can figure out what has to be taken care of without a lot of direction or instruction,” I say. “Is that something you’re comfortable with?” You reply, talking about previous jobs, assignments you took on and the like. This was working out really well, I thought, but then Denise let out a squeal.“Oh! Stop!” she cried.I wheeled around and saw a Guardian holding onto a guy’s arm.“What? You ok, Denise?” I asked, holding her shoulders.“Yeah, I guess. That guy tried to push up my top,” she said with a shiver.The Guardian, his face twisted in an angry expression, was talking to him, but I stepped toward them and grabbed the guy’s upper arm.“Listen, buddy, I didn’t hear you ask permission. You’re lucky Zach here got. "Surprised?" "Weren't you coming in two days?" I think you got confused due to the different time zones." Yeah, maybe I did. How was your trip?" Great. You missed me?" Very much." Come here."Annie dropped her bag and gave Kareem a big, warm hug. It felt good to be back home and with the man she was crazy about."I hope you weren't too lonely while I was gone," Annie said, taking off her cap and untying her long locks."What about you? Were you lonely?" Of course I was. But, not anymore."Without.