Boobies. Buh boo boo buh boobies.”“Yes. I’m in my bedroom, sitting at my desk, grading papers, but I already took a shower and got myself ready ...o go to bed. So, what do you think I’m wearing at this very moment?” she asked again, the seductive and throaty voice she used when they were alone was coming through loud and clear over the phone line.Tim began pouring himself into bed and turned the lamp off. He began stroking himself while making himself comfortable in bed. “Well, let me see. Did. He puts his face in the middle and inhales her. He moves to the left nipple. He extends his tongue to barely flick her nipple. She arches her back, a feeble attempt to get him to take the entire thing in his mouth. He replaces his tongue with his thumb and forefinger, making her nipple so much harder. She moans softly. By now I am dripping wet, so hot. I have my my hands up my shirt. Playing with my nipples. I slowly run one finger around it, pretending it's him. Knowing I could be caught at. Something was drawing her here something over which she had lost control with each passing day. Whenever she thought of it she had a violent urge to give in. Till yesterday she had resisted. But today the urge knew no bounds. It had so completely and hopelessly taken over that she knew there was no way she could fight it. Right from the morning she had been in a trance. She had prepared breakfast for her husband, Rohit and seen him off for office all the time knowing at the back of her mind. .. what changed you?" Chelsea asked."I was sitting in my lonely little apartment, reading my final divorce decree. I had a decent settlement from my ex, but no job. I literally had no one to comfort me. Of course, the first thing I thought of was a fix, but it was like a revelation. It finally hit me that all the fixes did was put me in that miserable situation."Right now, I'm on a furlough from my Twelve Step program because they know that no drugs can get in here." Wow! I ... I didn't take.