He then asked if i had checked her e=mail on the computer at home , i said i did not have her password ,i never had before reasons to do that ... He called in a girl to his office, -- "This is Carole , my hacker " After asking if i could access my work computer from home and the road when i was out of of town, She asked for my passwords and ip'S then she had me acces my computer at work and make a folder which she protected with a password and that she. Beneath her cool, calm, confident, and ever so in control exterior, which was all the rest of the world ever sees, there lay within her, please pardon the cliche though it is truly appropriate, a smoldering volcano waits to be untapped and unleashed each night by my lips, tongue and fingers, which brings forth within her cataclysms of indescribable ecstacy and pleasure. Occasionally, when the sprit so moves her, after being fully satisfied, her fires finally quenched and banked, she. " She whispered, then giggled again. "I shall need a service soon." I can't wait, Len. When we make love I lose myself in you." Oh!" There was silence for just a moment. "That was a lovely thing to say. You take me places I have never been before. I want to go there again, but I can only be there with you." Needless to say, conversations like this became painful as memories of making love together, built a frustration that both of us realised could not be assuaged for some time.I called her. One day, we were sitting in a lab class at one of those tables that hide your lower half and Wetzel wasn’t paying attention to me and I got pissed and I directed my anger at him, “what the fucks wrong with you Wetzel?’ I said, angrily. And, that was all it took to wake his ass up. “What do you mean?” Wetzel replied, wide eyed and scared. “Well, I’m sittin’ here talking to you and you’re acting like you’re a thousand miles away!” I said, more angry than before. Wetzel’s face and neck were.