Eager to perform. He watched her lay to the stage and begin to tease herself. His gaze stared at her tight slit and near perfect body. She looked orie...tal but for that moment, he didn't care what she was. All he cared about were the thoughts and fantasies of running up onto the stage and stuffing his already throbbing cock into her. His mind snapped back to attention, as in the theme of the moment, he discarded his clothing at the sound of the first gong, leaving him in nothing more than his. So many things had happened to me, things that got me too excited, and too upset. I was trying to take some of my own advice. It didn't make any sense for me to assert to Ellen that she had to take charge of her own life and future, and then not do the same thing for myself. I needed to make some changes too.I knew I loved Shirley, and that she loved me. Nothing had happened to really change anything about that. We might have some uncomfortable moments ahead, because of this fight we were. Text in brackets [like this] is translated from barely decipherable lisp.A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, itis largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable.Identify - Chapter 8 of 10 - Rory Exerts Control"Hi slut! How do you like your new home," Rory said as she walked over tothe table.Rory was dressed in a loose mid-calf dress, thick socks, flat slippers,and a loose blouse. Her short pony tail barely touched the bottom of herneck. Plopping down. " Good. Call me?" Absolutely," he said.Then he leaned over and kissed her good night.This kiss was no polite peck. It was an exchange in which soft lips communicated a yearning that both felt, but neither was yet comfortable putting into words. It went on for a good twenty seconds, and even then they pulled away from each other reluctantly."We will definitely work something out," he said."I'm looking forward to it," she said, her voice husky."What are they doing?" asked Jack, who felt something.