It was only a matter of time. ‘So what will we do?’ ‘Leave.’ Rae figured as much. ‘Where will we go to? London?’ ‘No, the Mistress th...nks the war will find its way there as well. New York.’ ‘America?’ Rae gasped. She had visited New York only once and thought it to be a grand city, to visit. The city was huge and the people uncountable. It had all seemed so full of activity and so… alive. But to live there? She wasn’t so sure. Rae got up and went to stand beside Vala at the railing. They. .. It's all I can do at school to not breakdown in tears when something stupid gets to me." Jordan, I understand how this is frustrating for you... It's okay toget upset about things... Do you think its wrong to get emotional or tocry?"I shrugged again. "No... Not really... It's just... I've just neverreally had the need to cry before."He shook his head in disbelief. "Jordan, I find that hard to believe...You've never felt like crying before? Ever?"I shrugged yet again. "Yeah I guess I might. When she had moistened her toy she ran it down her skin again and positioned it between her thighs, just teasing herself with it. She savored the hungry reaction of her body, stoking the flame of her desire with her slow motions. She pushed it into her pussy and moaned. When it was all the way in she flexed her pussy muscles and moaned at the pleasant sensation of being full. Her hand went to her hard little clit, a skilled finger touching it the way she loved, rubbing it slowly at first then. “What do you write about?” she asked.I chuckled and said, “Stuff.”“Fiction or non-fiction?” Reba pressed.“Well,” I replied, “Its non-fiction, but I should probably classify it as fiction, since no one would probably believe the stuff I write.”Reba smiled.“Its erotica stuff,” I said.“Fifty Shades of Gray stuff?” Reba probed.“That and worse,” I replied.“They’re called Lush Stories,” I said.“Oh MY GOD!” Reba replied. “Don’t tell me you write for that web site.”Sheepishly, I admitted that I.