It's frustrating. I want to rub the inside of my pussy but the claws are keeping that off the menu. I DO whine now and I've never done that before in ...y life. It just happens. I'm massaging and rolling my nipple in one hand and it's bigger and harder now. My feet are rubbing on each other over and over by themselves again and I'm trying to push my fingers into my pussy as far as they can go. I feel... full? Nearly full? But not full enough. There's this building pressure and the electricity. Both are quite common for women my age. When I asked where was this all coming from, he replied simply that something had been unlocked tonight and he wasn't going back, no matter the consequences. Not sure what to make of it all, I went back to life as usual for the next couple weeks. I didn't mention it or bring it up, intriguing as it may have been, but I had to test his sincerity. Towards that end, I told him if he was serious, to sit down and write out what he wanted - all of it - and. When I learned that a few of your teachers were working outside the system, I felt a whole lot better. I was mad at the ones who weren’t helping you.”“I have to admit that everyone for the most part has been very supportive,” Danny said.“You’ve really learned a lot this semester. I heard you playing the flute. Considering that you knew nothing about it, you’ve gotten quite good. You play a pretty mean flute. My favorite band was Jethro Tull. Now Anderson could really play a flute. If you’ve. " Well ... I'm ... I mean ... it wouldn't've worked. You know, not with Paul there."Chris sighed. The first couple of days had been rough with Paul and Leah sniping at each other, creating collateral damage for everyone around them. Thankfully they'd worked things out before Elizabeth had to make good on her threat to send Leah home."I understand," Chris said, "but he and Leah made up ... eventually." They did? Really?" Yeah, they did." That's cool. Then I definitely need to talk to Leah. Is.