I hadn’t known that Sarah was in a serious relationship at the time, but no matter what I did know or didn’t, what I did wasn’t right. I had use... her without regard for how it would effect her. I carried enough baggage of my own, so I determined to allow her to carry her own in this case. I did agree with myself, to maintain my relationship with Sarah on her terms, for the time being anyway. I did love her in my own way, which probably wasn’t like anyone else. There was something about taking a. ” “Really?” I say, innocently. I don’t mention that Jane hadn’t given me a great vibe when we spoke last night. “Yeah, there’s just something cold about her. She’s fake.” “I know what you mean,” Latifa chimes in. “She thinks she’s better than us but she’s not a very good actor!” “I guess you’ll get a bit of that here,” I venture. “I mean…my room-mate’s not exactly a sackful of fun either.” “You’re with that blonde one?” says Latifa, gesturing towards Petra. “Yeah, and it’s not great…she. I think it had been too much, too fast. I think that if anything, I had just pissed them off.I started berating myself again as I sat in my room, staring at a blank template. Why? Trish had wanted the truth. I had told her. Why was it so hard for her to believe?Because you're nuts, dumbass. Yup, guess what, she sees a few things, and you see coincidences in them. So, off you go into psycho land. Goodbye sanity, it was fun while it lasted.I shook my head, knowing what was next. I would try to. The image of him stroking himself while blowing my cock was a great visual stimulus and turned me on even more. I really enjoyed watching him stroke his cock and knowledge that he was also having pleasure at the same time. I am not much of a moaner, even when the pleasure is extremely intense I don’t naturally moan in ecstasy. But this time I felt that I owed him some affirmation, to let him know that he was doing a good "job" and I was enjoying what he was doing to me. During the course of the.