My heart startedpounding as Alina opened the door and led me out into the cool nightair. At my request she'd left the porch light off and when the car...rrived to pick us up I scuttled as quickly as the unfamiliar bootswould allow me round to the far side of the car, then slid over to sitbehind the driver so he couldn't see me too readily.In terms of our destination, Alina delivered on two of her promises. Itwas well away from our usual haunts, and it was certainly dark, bothoutside and in. But. She straightened herself up, undid the waist button on her jeans, and opened her zip. I was momentarily in a trance as I watched her do this, my mouth open and my heart racing. She grabbed my hand and slid it into her knickers. Her pussy was absolutely sopping wet, warm and just felt wonderful. She guided my hand to where she wanted it and said, "Yes baby, that's it." Her breathing became laboured and heavy as my fingers rubbed her clitoris, her hand putting pressure on mine against her. "Myles!, what the fuck happened here?" We don't know the full story yet, but it seems that Brad disturbed an intruder in your apartment, got beaten up pretty badly."My stomach did a flip."Is he ok?" I asked, my legs started to shake so I sat down beside Myles."He was talking in the ambulance, Theo is gone with him, I think he is more in shock than anything, I was going up to talk to you since I couldn't reach you on your phone. I heard some commotion so I barged in and the fucker fled. I tried. Everybody wants to think they are the strong one, or at least, every man wants to be a 'real' man. But over time you allow the slut to come out in your dreams and fantasies.But only in your dreams and fantasies. In real life you fake it. You try to live up to the standards that your parents expect of you. You hide behind what they want you to be: the real you can only come out behind closed doors. And closed eyes. In the dark, you thrive. In the light of day, you fade away, and your 'normal'.