She didn’t answer. He tried to call her office and got her machine, and left another message, his voice shaking with panic, begging her forgiveness ...nce again. He left two more over the next few days. She didn’t answer, no matter what he wrote. A week went by, then two. He had resigned himself to the fact that he had finally broken something that could not be fixed, whether he meant to or not. He sent her one last email, apologizing again, and more: ‘I know I’ve been a fool and a pest and a. ..one that said a huge YES on the response that Shell wanted me. Mike goes into his room and before he even locks the door I looked at Shell and she was getting up. I push her against the wall and start kissing her violently. She is clearly ready for me to have my way with her as she whispers into my ear "oh please just take me into your room and fuck my little pussy" These are the first words out of her mouth. All night as I learned later she apparently was begging Angela to convince Mike to. While ostensibly a chat room for lesbian and bisexual women it attracted many weirdoes and particularly men whose only creativity was an opening line: “Hi babe, wanna fuck?” I got expert with the ignore key!Amongst this dross I did find genuine women who became friends. They introduced me to the joys of cyber sex. I am clearly a very sexual person with a good imagination. I found that as my mind was stimulated my body followed. Cyber, with the right person, was an act of seduction. The words in. I went to the line, cringing as it bounced while I walked...then i made a mistake - i put four shirts on, took two steps and off the clamp came - its snapped off 12 times before I got the the wardrobe, I was sobbing but i did it. He was in the lounge scarcely glancing at me. The other 5 shirts i took one at a time, the jumpers were harder due to their weight - thank goodness there were only 2. I walked into the lounge, hanger still on my nips he looked up and told me to yank it off. I pulled,.