There was a word for what I was doing. Sleepwalking. I was very hungry, but the idea of eating anything was appalling. I found the only thing I could ...at was ice cream. So for months, I ate only ice cream. It was a diet of Breyers ice cream, chocolate, chocolate chip, and vanilla, and water. My body began to look thinner and more hallow and hollow, except for my stomach, which pouched out, like a soft, distended basketball. I noticed, but I barely noticed. I could only wear my loosest clothes.. She grabbed the toys andused the KY in the drawer on them. She pulled her g-string to the sideand started moving pushing the dildo into her wet vagina. She could notbelieve how quickly her second orgasm came. It was much more powerfulthen the first and lasted just as long. She caught her breath and keptmoving the dildo in and out. She could feel herself being stretchedinside, and the ribs on the dildo were stimulating her clit. She rolledover and stood up on her knees. Her legs were. He held the invitation up before his eyes and spent the rest of his eveningtrying to unravel the mystery of who might have sent it to him.* * *"That's him?" Joshua asked, looking through the security monitors at therumpled, run-down gentleman who shuffled into the lobby of Corporate Rewardsthe following Monday."Uh-huh," Danielle said, looking at him intently. "He looks like he's aged ahundred years. God." Who was this guy?" Jenna asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee to go withher freshly-lit. Not that there was really anything else I could do forthe time being anyway, and it gave me an excuse to never be alone withMike which made our relationship easier to manage.Even if it would have broken Ally's heart, I was half hoping Mike wouldwant to move on after being 'put on ice'. But somehow our chasterelationship seemed to encourage him even more. Our stolen glances onthe field, the way we would hold hands sometimes at lunch. It waspractically Victorian and was so sugary sweet that.