I deleted the email, and I purged my deletedfolder for good measure. My heart was beating in my chest, and it didn'tstop pounding for the next 30 minu...es.Which is when the next email arrived."Hello SISSY SLUT;" it read. "I am sending these emails to your workaccount because I know your IT department scans them, so they will be onthe lookout for words like SISSY, CUM DUMP, FUCK SLUT, KID PORN, DOGFUCKER and so forth." And of course, they will automatically scan forany pornographic pictures, like. ‘Well, goodnight, anyway.’ He reached out to touch my hand. ‘And thanks.’ He went up the stairs, and I waited till I could tell he was sleeping, then took my place in the bedroom chair. Sometime in the night he stirred, opening his eyes. He looked across at me, but I sensed only peace in his thoughts, and he turned over and slept again. In the morning we set off for the church, Tim wearing dark trousers and a shirt. He glanced at me as we walked, and said, ‘Ria?’ ‘Hmm?’ ‘Do you always look the. ..” Carrie’s voice softly spoke above my head. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” She said a little louder as she began to pull away from me. I pulled her back to me and sucked her nipple back into my mouth, not answering her question. To my surprise she did not speak again. I licked, sucked and bit at her nipple. Slight moans began to escape from her mouth, which excited me even more. I moved my wet hand from between my legs and grabbed her other breast again. Her moans began to get a. She even learned to enjoy my kind of music. I would play jazz and at first she did not care for it too much. She would lower the volume or turn off the stereo or eject the CD like a Frisbee, but now she enjoyed it especially when I played Miles Davis or John Coltrane. She preferred the oldies more then the newer jazz. A picky ghost as well, but she was nice.After a night out, I came home with my good friend, Tonya. We had a nice night together and we decided to go my home for a nightcap. She's.