As she was sitting she heard the door she had just come thru being locked. She sat down and noticed one door on her right and another door on her left...After a short minute the light on the speaker went on and a male voice said ?Good Morning Jill?. She said ?Good Morning ?in reply.?Jill, today will be your final exam?.It had all started about 1 year ago. One day Jill had been at the club, a BDSM club and she was looking thru the assorted magazines and books as she had not found anyone to play. Proving again that to seem, not to be, was more important than reality in some cases. I found Eve to be a little disappointing. The promise was that she would be enthusiastic. The reality was that the sex was more rehearsed than spontaneous. Making it appear more like acting than spontaneous. Which took something away from it. Of course I enjoyed it, but it left me thinking of the Carole King song. Is that all there is?”I felt like I might be the clown she had conjured up. Seriously I felt like. Now I was very upset and did not have my lunch after coming from office. Mom asked me what happened but I did not tell her anything, she told bro that I did not have lunch and looks upset and to find out why. He came to my room, I was sleeping on my stomach.He: is everything alright?Me: silence…He was caressing his hand on my head took me to an embrace. I stared crying, and told him what all happened. He told me that my bf was a jerk that he cheated on you and told “He did not deserve you”. I. “...so hard… want you…” Soft irregular bumps of a mattress against a wall began to grow louder. Marina blushed and gasped as she pulled away from the wall. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Mark and Tyson were fucking. She had known they were a couple but besides a few quickly dismissed day dreams, had never really pictured them in bed together. Even though she had pulled her ear away, Marina could still hear muffled noises coming through the wall. She had always thought that Mark.