Don't mean to be nosy.Tell you later. I need some distance first.Okay. You know I understand, right?Yeah. I will tell you, Lisa. Just not now.Fair eno...gh.Thanks.Okay. Hey?Mmhmmm.Listen, none of my business, but ... well, David told me stuff that ... I never thought to ever ask. If ... well, can I ask you something? You can refuse to answer if you want.I doubt I'll do that. What is it?Well, no Cindy, right?No, not for a couple of weeks.Yeah. So ... well, you don't have ... someone else?No. Not. I push the textbook onto the floor and try to go to sleep. But it's only9:45. Too early. I'm not sleepy.I roll over and over.Somehow, I slip my pajama bottoms down to expose my panties.So nice....I stroke my hard member through the diaphanous nylon mesh of the panties(this pair has little pink bows on it and fancy embroidered lace panelswhich is somehow interweaved with the mesh - I just love it).'Stop that!' I admonish myself. 'All that masturbating is what got you introuble in the first. “Don’t move a muscle,” he barked. “Stay just like you are until I get back.” I could hear him rummaging around in the other room, and then came the distinctive hiss of a propane lantern. He returned, holding it high before him, ducked between the partition poles, and stopped a couple of paces in front of my wide-spread legs. After an eternity of silent inspection, he stepped forward and snatched my hand away from my sex. “Holy Jehoshaphat, girl, are you starting to bleed or did you cut. So, that was that night. Next morning on Sunday I woke up trying to make sense of what happened, I texted her to see if everything was ok, which she answer YES. So that's that.On Monday I took the courage and go to her apartment and apologies for the actions I made on her and the lack of respect to her house and husband (at the end, he is my friend). She responded to me that everything was ok, that she never thought about cheating his husband, etc... but she kept looking me with that horny.