He liked all kinds of women. He just hadn’t been able to connect with one. Here was this beautiful woman standing and waiting for a train. She was...alone and very sexy looking. He was horny and wanting her to talk to him. He was too shy to even try to connect with her. ~~“It’s such a rainy night. You and I seem to be the only one’s out on such a horrible night.”“Indeed.”“My name is Karnella who might you be.”Gary thought she had a very strange name. He had never heard of that name. He was. Taking a deep breath, she started toward the intersection, but then returned to the wall. Touching the surface lightly with her fingertips, she repeated her ‘poof’ gesture, and a door obediently dilated. Beyond laid a second bedroom, softly lit, a twin of the room across the hall. “Okay,” she muttered, stepping cautiously back. 30 seconds later, the door automatically whisked closed again.Experimentation uncovered rooms all along the passageway, and more down the longer, adjacent corridor. Sure, my sister thought she’d jerked me off a few dozen times, but she did that purely out of kindness. Her tits?If she just wanted to hide my cum, there were plenty of other options. A pocket, her back, even a tissue. Suggesting that I cum on her tits ... that’s a sure sign of sexual interest if there ever was one.Lucy waking up when she did hadn’t been part of my plan, but it worked just fine. We’d been in the middle of a hypothetical about a recurring dream, and that was exactly what I. She was broken. She was no longer creating her own life. She had lost interest in the Great Adventure. She was actually hiding from it.And, he had no idea what to do about it.As the days went by, Jake and Béla had sex on a regular basis, but Béla's wanton lust was subdued. She did her best, pretending to be interested, but she let Jake take the lead every time, and was satisfied with whatever orgasmic pleasure he gave her.Life went on in that mundane manner for a couple of weeks, Jake going to.