I slept.Not peacefully.8 pm:I woke up and I could feel as if I had pissed .Something sticky had come out of my penis.I touched it and it was a queer f...eling.So ticklish.I refreshed.I went to kitchen and made some noodles.Remembered Nita and thought what I should do now. I was a bit naive and all sorts of thoughts came in.She might attempt suicide and all.So I took some noodles in two plates and went to her place.I felt a bit bad for my desire and thought I should stick to my ethics.I knocked.No. You could have said something on the phone." She grinned."I wasn't sure at the time. Anyway you were so business-like and there was no way you would associate Mrs. Wilman with the Marilyn you knew all those years ago. Because I wasn't certain I said nothing rather than make a fool of myself." I nodded. It would have been a confused conversation over the phone. "Would you like a coffee?" She asked. I certainly would."Strong one please, Marilyn a little milk and one sugar. I need to get my heart. “Friends ignoring you, a mother who thinks you’re worthless, an ex who thinks you’re childish. And not only that, I’ve heard your other issues, school, bullying, life, everything. I can help. Give into me and I can give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Love, companionship, adventure, and the master you’ve always wanted.”“How did you know…?”“I told you I’ve seen into your soul. I know that deep down, all you want is a dominating male who can treat you like the little whore you are while also. ”Jeryl laughed and Anna blushed.She was a tall, dirty-blonde, who looked awkward in a coltish way when we first met her. She was very competent, but seemed unsure of herself in social situations. Dealing with children and families fighting cancer had taken a toll on her, it seemed. Over the past few months I had learned how to easily make her blush. She and Jeryl had become friends.“Alison!” I called. She stuck her head in the door. “Why are you hiding out there? Come in and say hello for a.