And I realized I hated this hood. It was tight, with a wide mouthopening and wide around the eyes, but the skull and neck and ears?..Itwas tight, and ...t was connected.And we weren't finished yet.He connected a short exit tube to my plug and tucked it.Now out of the toy box, Jason found a replica of my rubber suit inflesh toned spandex. Except it had no hood. It stopped at the neck.Jason threw it at me. "You're free now, you put it on."This wasn't exactly true. Julie, on Jason's orders, had. " The Monkees?" Tami said in surprise."More a Davy Jones solo, but yeah." Do you know anything from this century besides country?"I pretended to think about it. "Nope."Tami shook her head sadly. "My stone-age boyfriend." She kissed me, then hopped off my lap. "Traci, want to take a ride?" Where?" my sister asked."Town. I have some errands."Traci nodded, and a minute later the two of them drove off."What was that about?" I asked Robbie.She shrugged. "Not even a guess, but I got the same. It had only been a few days and she was very depressed over the breakup. Apparantly he was a real jerk too, cocky, condecending and selfish.What did you do wrong?, I asked her.Me? He was the one that-If you had been pleasing him like a proper girl, would he have needed to fuck another cunt?But I-would he?I guess not. I guess I could have done more. I never thought about it like that.Exactly, you weren’t thinking. So who’s fault is this?Mine?Right. But you need to really accept blame 100%, not. Over the last few nights you have spent little time sleeping, but most of it drinking and making love with him. This company meeting has certainly raised your spirits. As you watch him reading the newspaper he looks up and smiles, your eyes hold contact and then he looks down at his paper again. You wonder what he may be thinking. Is he thinking? I’d wish she’d fall to her knees in front of me. Undo my flies. Unbuckle my belt. Pull my trousers apart and my boxers down. Easing my erect cock.