She talked about what she was learning about writing by reading other people's stuff; she really likes Bronwen's work. She went on then like nothing h...d happened, like she was just an ordinary person, and joked about showing off for me when I was in the file cabinet. I think then was when I began to fall. Our correspondence continued, and kind of got back to normal.I asked her to tell me more about herself. After all, she knew all about me because I told the whole world in those stories. Talk. Holding each other, keeping warm with our own heat, we caress and cuddle, kissing, nibbling and playing with each other. There is no hurry, no tomorrow and no ‘later’ — only now, only each other. The sun is beaming in through a window, warming our bodies, shining brightly though your long hair. I melt just looking at you, feeling your skin so close against mine. I stir ad we both grin. You reach down and guide me into you. Feeling your hot, tight pussy slowly envelope me is by far the most. But had forgotten to lock the door. I had pulled off my shorts. Laid on the bed.Held my flag pole high & started jerking. I was moaning a bit loud. Saraswati heard & came near my room. She opened the door & stood there watching what I was doing. I was calling her name, jerking & moaning. She was seeing my 7-inch hot rod explode. I was totally unaware that she was standing & watching me. Suddenly opened my eyes to see her standing at the door. Covered my self.She came near me & asked that what. .. all of which I would need to smell, many of which I would need to kiss...My penis was getting hard. Damn, I thought to myself. Already?"Beep! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt." My ears perked up. I carefully picked my way into what must be her study where I saw the fax machine ejecting a piece of paper.'CONTRACTUAL AGREEMENT FOR PAUL BENSON' the paper said.I picked up the paper and read it.CONTRACTUAL AGREEMENT FOR PAUL BENSONI, Paul Benson, agree to provide weekly laundry service to Kathryn McDonough. I.