” My voice is light; I pick up the speed on the vibrator. Even though I know my Master won’t be using me, and I’m forced to play with myself, I...know this is what Master wants, and I’m willing to do anything to make him happy. I begin moving my toy deeper inside me. I grind my hips with such a motion it causes me to whine out moans of pleasure. I think of my Master deep inside me. I can almost feel his cock buried deep inside me, and not my vibrator. One of hands is on my toy moving quickly. Nullam non sagittis sem.Morbi ut congue lectus. Proin consequat condimentum velit non blandit. In a elementum quam, non lacinia quam. Proin porta bibendum pharetra. Fusce ut nibh feugiat, mattis dolor eget, rutrum nibh. Sed egestas ipsum et pretium maximus. Vivamus porta, elit vel accumsan volutpat, dolor tellus euismod ex, id iaculis mauris quam nec metus. Proin lacinia sit amet felis in congue.Donec sapien ex, pellentesque eu turpis non, porta tincidunt dui. Nam id fermentum eros. Nulla. ”Then her eyes did flick up to mine and with her index finger she gave the slightest of caresses to the penis that hung innocently in my trousers. It flushed with blood immediately and all my thoughts about being in control of the situation flew out of the window.“The rooms,” she said as we cruised along a corridor. “All along here except two on the ground floor and one at the top that we call the Honeymoon Suite. Let’s look at that.”I followed her up the stairs, watching her full buttocks. He felthorrible that he did not make a connection to the disconnection his bestfriend had with the world and worse, with his own body.The wounded seeker got his strength back and returned to reading theDiary of Jane. Even with his newfound resolve to find the reason, heburned each page from his mind and turned the other way from the pain ashe read on. Derrick could not stop, he had to find his place in thediary of Jane.Derrick found no relief in the pages. His friend had a crush on him,that.