After warming up for a bit, I picked up the phone and called Marlene’s firm. ‘Hartgrove, Cassidy, and O’Niel, how may I direct your call?’ Mar...ie’s voice cheerfully said over the receiver. ‘You can direct it to the most beautiful woman in the world!’ I answered. ‘Hey Rocky, how are you?’ ‘Very funny, Margie, is my baby there?’ ‘Um, uh… No, she’s at, um, a meeting right now, Michael.’ ‘Margie, are you alright?’ ‘Um, yeah, I just got distracted, can I, um, have her call you back?’ ‘Yes, sure, but. No matter what the doctor hasoffered, my poor pussy can no longer take a good stiffcock or dildo or vibrator. A finger is about the most Ican take. It's a very sad situation for a girl that couldtake a fist on a regular basis. That doesn't mean thatmy clit and labia aren't still sensitive. They can toleratea lot of manipulation and sexual abuse. Unfortunately,though, frontal penetration of effective proportion is notpart of the playbook anymore. But I'm a girl that lovespenetration.The. You see it was bad enough to feel guilty about jerking off but then to start fantisizing about guys while doing it! "Whoa!" That was just too much! But once I moved away, it was so much easier to come out of my closet. First out of the one in my head and then out in the real world.My flat was right near a big city park where lots of joggers bopped on by. They used to put on quite a show. It wasn't just the ladies either but the guys as well.This one trio of men always caught my eye. They. After the first seven weeks of classes it was getting a bit tiring, but at least I had a "Block Break" coming soon.'And this is only the written portion of the weekend's assignment, ' I seethed, wondering for perhaps the thousandth time why I hadn't transferred out of "Cultures and Society" as soon as I realized it was Rachael's class.The final and group project due date were both Wednesday and I still had a ton of reading to catch up on. Kelly and I had managed to meet in the Library after.