This year was different. We didn’t usually email or talk until it was time to book the date. This year, we had the date picked out about 8 months in...advance. And for some reason, we were sending erotic emails to each other almost every day. His emails made me wet and quiver. I couldn’t wait for that special night to arrive. I was looking forward to his making good on the sexual promises made in his emails. Usually meeting in California, I called Alan when my plane landed. I gathered my bags,. I am accordingly embarrassed, but not ashamed.That's not all I'm reading, but it's nice and mindless when I need something to get me to stop thinking and something to help direct things when I start feeling something. I just miss you.Focusing on the work does help. Part of me wishes that nothing helped. I feel weird without you, and I almost feel bad about adapting to it. Or sad, maybe. We're learning some fascinating things, though. You'll see the report soon, but I'll just say that. .. I mean Janice," I replied, stunned with myselfthat I almost told this guy my name was Michael. It must have been thealcohol, as I wasn't used to drinking this much."Let me buy you a drink," said Danny. "What will you have?" Oh, erm, I'm fine, I was going to leave when I finished this one," Ireplied."Oh, go on, have one more, what are you drinking? Vodka?" Dannycontinued."Yes, fine, a vodka and lemonade will be fine, and get a straw," Isaid with a smile. I watched Danny go to the bar, he. Betty leaned down and lightly kissed me. My fingers felt the top of her stay-up stockings on her thigh, I smiled looking at her when she broke our kiss. “You like?”“No, I love it. You truly are so beautiful.” She kissed me again, then rising from the bed she took my hand and gently pulled me to come along with her. As she led me down the hall to her bedroom I watched as her gown flowed around her body as she walked. The sway of her hips was mesmerizing with each step she took. She.