This let me project an attitude that, with Drew, had placed me on top of our relationship, just by acting as though I was already there -- and it prod...ced a series of small slights that -- as long as my new master didn't call me on them -- would slowly allow me to rise above him as he became desensitized to them.Well, I'd screwed up -- and I looked like a zebra and hurt all over as a result! I really should have pulled my head out of my ass when he renamed me, but I wasn't thinking. Instead,. “It took so long to conceive Rick I doubt I,ll get in the club again for months. Besides I Love feeling your hot spunk shooting deep in me and miss it so go ahead Without one!” What great news! I,ve always hated condoms as I rarely shave my pubic hair and if I use a condom no matter how careful I am lots of hair gets caught up with the latex sheath. Sadly my wife had bad reactions to birth pills so we had no choice but to use condoms or rubbers when fucking and I hated it. It WAs sexy to watch. " Well, thank you very much. I appreciate it."We parted then and I headed home. It was only after I'd been driving for a few minutes that it came to me: Why did the professor and Clare find it so disconcerting at the soiree that Jean and I were talking together? We still haven't solved that puzzle and there must still be something that we don't know about. Maybe Clare could be having an affair with the professor but a weeks surveillance hadn't caught them yet. I was suddenly glad Jean had. I wasn’t going to do anything, I’d let her be in control and just see where this went. After a few more minutes of kissing, she looked up at me. “You don’t like me?” She queried. “What?” I answered. “Where did that come from?” “Well, you haven’t tried anything.” “I all but threw myself at you in Nashville, and you didn’t make a move.”She said. “If that nightshirt were any thinner, I might as well have been naked.”“I just figured I wasn’t your type.” “Wren, honey.” I smiled. “I think you’re the.