It was fifteen minute to two and I wrestled with myself on what to do. It didn’t seem proper to meet Veronica alone, yet she did want to ask some qu...stions about my church. And we would be outside on bicycles. It seemed pretty harmless. Yet my mind kept straying to more harmful topics, like the cleavage I had glimpsed this morning. At 2 pm I found myself bicycling into the high school parking lot, half of me wishing Veronica would not show, the other half anxiously looking around for her. I. It didn’t matter, I was kind of happy to be out of that relationship. It was about half way through the day and my stuff was almost moved in. I was beginning to set up my room. The biggest challenge was wall space, I have too many books and I didn’t really have time to purge what I didn’t need. That’s when I received a text, it was Lisa naked. Not even considering I would get a text like that I checked it while we were emptying the truck. Greg saw it. He was astonished. “I never thought of you. I really thought about pulling down his zipper, fantasizing that he was the man handling my boobs as I fumbled at his pants, and it was all I needed. I got up and put on my one "relaxation" outfit I brought, a tank top and tight pair of jeans. I fixed my hair after being tied up all day and let my auburn hair down. Just for old times sake I thought I might see if I still had what it took to get a guy to do what I wanted with me in control.By the time I got to the lounge it was only mildly. In spite of herself, she gasped.Well, this was getting interesting. Carol didn't show up at my bedside for several nights and I was disappointed. I thought I had scared her away. One night I became aware of her presence and, still pretending sleep, stroked my cock casually several times. She stayed. After a little while, I stroked it several more times, then waited, then several more times. All the while my movements were slow and awkward enough so that I could claim sleep if questioned. Well,.