I knew what she was doing. She was fucking people. She didn't have to hide it anymore, after all. How did I know? Well, it was obviously what she woul... have done, but ... she never changed her e-mail password so I was able to monitor everything she did by accessing it. It fed my depression as I watched her, from afar, continue to fuck everyone and everything she wanted.She even began to date again. I read with a mixture of fury and utter sadness how a man named Neil was courting her, how she. Again she seemed as if she has done this many times before as her actions were deliberate and calculated. Now I am not huge in that department ,only 7” but a bit thicker than most and she struggled to take it too far in her mouth. Finally after both seemed comfortable she moved back taking her blouse and bra off and laid back on the bed.She was looking up and down my body while playing with her nipples smiling as I slowly stripped.”Just how I imagined it would be”she said before I moved down. ’ ‘Do you think Diane ever worked it out that you and Harry were lovers?’ ‘I don’t know, if it was anybody else I would say no, but Diane never seems to miss anything, but on the other hand she is never likely to say anything either.’ ‘That’s true, and I have known Diane much longer than you, if she decided that Harry would be ok, she would simply be the soul of discretion.’ ‘You have a high opinion of her?’ ‘Yes, very high, Diane was an independent Director of both my Dad’s and my late. Only the tenants in the apartments on the ground floor don't use the stairs. A quick trip to the bathroom to pee and add deodorant to my hair covered pits, and I was cowering behind my door, listening for sounds in the hall. Hearing none, I opened the door a crack and peered out, listening intently for footfalls. Mustering what courage I could, I stepped out into the hall and closed the door behind me, realizing that now I was totally committed, as I had no key with me to reenter my.