I went to Pam’s room and dropped my bag. I grabbed some shorts and a clean t-shirt and my toothbrush and toothpaste and walked down the hall to the ...athroom. I changed and brushed my teeth and went back to the room. I got into the bed and turned out the light on the table next to it and turned and went to sleep.In the morning, I woke up as usual and went out to run, coming back to find Pam just getting out of bed. I went to shower and change and when I got back to the room, Pam was gone. I. At least you left my legs undone when you left. How long ago was that? It seems like hours since you departed. I know it has only been a short while, maybe 30 minutes at most, but my body grows anxious. My only relief is rubbing my thighs together. This skirt doesn't offer any friction though, not enough to get off anyway. What I wouldn't give for a pair of tight Levis right now! I can hear footsteps outside. Thank God, your back."Did you miss me my love?" Even without my sight I can hear the. “I hope you called in for a substitute tomorrow. I’m getting your ass d***k tonight.” “I did, daddy!” “Good boi,” the thirty-two year-old, caramel-skinned man said walking out of the room. Russell fixed their drinks and headed back to his bedroom. Freddie was now dressed in a white lace thong and a pair of open toe silver sequined Lauren Lorraine five-inch heels. His moobs were hanging out. Russell handed him a glass and commented, “You got me so horny. Drink up. I’ll be right back.” The home. You are certainly not a naive fourteen-year-old boy.”Ed persisted in pursuing the subject of young boys, “Do you think about young boys in your fantasies?”I thought it was rather obvious what erotica does to the reader, but I answered anyway, “When I feel a need for sexual stimulation and read those books, I think about young boys, and yes, sometimes young girls. That is what the writer of that type of material intends. And yes, I find it stimulating. It allows me to pleasure myself when I am.