Or wanted anotherboyfriend to take his place. Maybe I just didn't want to be alonetoday...I have a weary smile on my face as I arrive at Dr Phillips's...officeforty minutes before my scheduled appointment time. Despite my fame, Istill have to wait my turn, so I spend the intervening time browsing thecomments on the photo I uploaded to Instagram mere hours ago. In thattime, it's earned thousands of likes and hundreds of comments, but I'mbarely able to focus on the words on the screen as I'm that. ?I got all week. Got me plenty of time to be nasty later.?I made cappuchino. A big one. In the biggest mug we?ve got. Made me one, too. I make them real good. Lindy even said so. She sipped it all suspicious, then drank the lot. Big frothy coffees, they?re her favourite in the mall. Barb and Pete complain because they?re so damned expensive. So they got a machine for home. They hoped she?d spend less of their hard-earned in the mall. Good luck with that!?I still don?t get why you?re being nice.. " I lay down on my back and spread my legs as wide as I could, tilting myhips upwards. Tony lubed his cock with the gel I had in my bedside drawerand knelt between my legs, pushing a lubricated finger into my arse beforelifting my legs and slowly pushing the big head of his cock into me. I grunted slightly as I felt him enter me, the heat of his cock searingthrough me, his width stretching me to the point of pain, while a warm glowseemed to accompany it, spreading out through my guts and. I guess I had a lot ofpent-up energy and frustration, what with college classes, the end of along week, the lousy weather, my impotence with Linda, and now my carproblems. I began to gyrate all over the floor, my blond hair flying, Iwas shaking and twisting around as if trying to physically expel all mymental demons.I was so into it, I had almost forgotten that Les was there, watching.And when the song ended, I was so out of breath that my chest washeaving up and down over my bare midriff as I.