" You've been single more than half your adult life, doesn't it get lonely?" she asked. "I mean it's one thing to take care of the physical needs but ...asn't there ever been anyone you wanted to settle down with?"Sharon didn't answer right away. In fact, enough time passed that Joyce now felt that the question had been inappropriate and apologized for it."Oh no, the question was fine," Sharon replied, "it's just the answer that's somewhat complicated." Then lets just forget it then," Joyce said. ..Anyway as I surveyed the going’s and comings, my eyes caught a glimpse of Ms. Pious(not her name). I was immediately caught by her smile and deep brown eyes. She nodded and we exchanged pleasantries, she headed to a cosy corner on my relatives suite and chatted a bit with a few of my relatives friends I assume they were of mutual acquaintance, I knew from the jump I wanted to fuck this woman I could feel the lust building in my loins, so I looked for my opening and made a move, I can’t. Not her office or her room. She always found him, never the other way around. As if she sensed him thinking of her, she appeared, “Ah Brandon I was looking for you, please come with me.”Following her brisk walk, he said, “I have been looking for you too. I don’t know where your rooms are, in fact, I never see you in class.” “You are still going to class? That must mean you are still studying as well I presume.” “Of course, I’m going to class. I don’t know how this cult of yours feels about. Blood rushed into Bens shaft and gave him a throbbing hard-on. His mind was filled with lustful feelings about Jane and murderous urges toward her boyfriend. He had to get out of there. He rushed silently out of the apartment and sprinted down and out of the building without meeting anyone else. He fumbled with the keys to his car until he managed to unlock it. Then he sat in the passenger seat and masturbated like a pervert, his need too urgent to care that anyone could walk by and see him..