I also noticed that he was spending a lot of time on the computer in the evenings and on weekends, and I was becoming suspicious of what he was doing....ne day while Ed was at work I started looking at his computer to get some clues as to how he was spending all his time on there. At first I couldn’t find anything unusual, but then I used my computer knowledge to look for hidden files and discovered that Ed had been looking at hundreds of porn sites, and he was a member of dozens of sites. I look at him the same way he looked at me. Strong legs, almost athletic, slim built, in a perfect suite and perfect shirt, no tie, like I was helping him to dress. And those eyes..... I begin to sweat, drink does not help, I need to go to the bathroom and try to calm. In that moment, he leans towards me, touches my forearm and asks me something. And I don't hear anything! I just hear my heart pumping and a sound of my blood rushing through my veins. I politely excuse myself and rush to the. Upon getting back to her friends we realised her friend was still out, we tried calling her several times but there was no answer.We were locked out and both way too horny to take a cab all the way back to find her and pick up the keys so we snuck into a wooded area behind the block of flats where her friend lived. We started off kissing intensely and carressing eachother's tounges, I hiked up her dress, slid her panties to the side and began to work my fingers into her already soaking wet. In all likelihood, clicking on the image would take me directly to that video.There are a lot of Ws in the world, but I– and anyone who had ever worked closely with me– knew that this message was intended only for me. The “W” in the message wasn’t printed on the paper like the rest of the message. Instead, it was one of my cards, taped to the paper on which the message was printed. My card is very distinctive because of its pale azure blue color and the small frame embossed around the edges of.