I remember it starting in summer as the clothes most of the girls wore were very skimpy. Suddenly I thought Fuck I'd got a hard on just looking at the...e girls.For some reason I got really turned on that I was only a matter of inches away from a total stranger with a throbbing boner in my pants. One day it got too much though, there was a young girl probably 19, 20 something like that with just a boob tube on and the tiniest skirt ever. She stood next to the van talking to her friend but was. I ran the list of guys who had been at the party through my head and couldn't come up with anyone who I thought could do such a thing. Finally I gave up trying to figure it out and went to bed. The next morning Rita woke up with a hell of a hangover and over morning coffee I asked her if she'd had a good time at the party. "I don't even remember you making love to me, but from the way my twat fells this morning we must have had a good time." If you only knew I thought, but then I quickly. "Wait, Master, please!" I couldn't control my emotions; I was crying so hard. "What were you two doing in here, huh? Why is Taliya nude? Tell me that, Ceres!" Master shouted as he stormed over to me. I was terrified. I didn't want to crawl back over my bed to the other side. I had no where to run to; my fear kept me from moving like I wished too. "Stop crying, Ceres. Tell me the truth and I’ll think about not punishing you along with Taliya." He wiped my tears away as I. She sounds like she’s complaining, even when she’s not. When Laurie comes home from work, she just about talks my ears off with some of the most boring shit you can imagine. She’s feels this need to tell me all the gossip she heard that day about the people at her office — most of whom, rest assured, live boring and uneventful lives. Can’t she find something worthwhile to discuss with me? World events, maybe? National politics? Sports, perhaps? Hell, we’re both in the financial field — talking.