It sounds like I’m complaining, but I assure you I’m not. I only had two girlfriends before Erin who I had sex with more than once. Both of them w...uld have sex with me at most 3 times a week. You would expect those three times to be awesome, but it always felt like they both just wanted to get it over with. It was different with Erin. I got the feeling that she enjoyed me more than she enjoyed sex. I got back into bed. Of course, we were both naked because of the night before. Erin wasted no. "But you don't know me." I know you better than you think."With shaking hands, she typed, "Yeah, right." She had to retype it three times to get rid of the mistakes."Okay, let's see what I know. You can step in at any time and tell me I'm wrong. This is just for fun, right?" Um, okay." You are twenty years old and go to college." Public record," Elaine typed more assertively, though she giggled nervously."You have an interest in what goes on in the BDSM lifestyle that is growing daily. You have. She also gave us the freedom to make the choice ourselves.”“That does change the character of the situation somewhat. Why not tell me that?”I smiled, “That’s between you and Mom.”“You were covering for her?”I shook my head, “No. And I’m also not going to hide behind her skirts. I take responsibility for my own actions. Having permission or not doesn’t change the fact that you feel I disrespected you. And I’m sorry for doing that.”“Maybe if I’d been stronger...” he sighed.“Are you talking about. I was just about to get out when the door bell rang. My first thought was that it had to be the postman so I slipped on my short dressing gown. I was still dripping wet and naked underneath and I rushed down to answer the door. To my surprise it was not the postman but a colleague from work, Melissa, who I had know for quite some time and who had the most amazing breasts. Melissa was in quite a state, she was crying and obviously very distraught. I quickly invited her in and sat her down in my.