. Oh, of course. Will had to unlock it to get out.I made it into the bathroom without whoever it was seeing me. And nobody called to me or anything, s... I decided they must have gone away. That didn't mean I wasn't careful when I finished drying off. I wrapped our biggest towel around me and scampered around getting my clothes. But if anybody had come in, they were gone.I had to go to work before Mark got home from fishing. And he was asleep by the time I got home at twelve-thirty Sunday. I must’ve been 20 years old. I didn’t have a care in the world; save one...pussy! I was obsessed with it, and would do anything, and I mean ANYTHING, for it. Everyone I knew, they were associated with a hot chick, or were a hot chick themselves. That’s how I rolled. Married or divorced; I didn’t care. I can’t even guess how many broken relationships I’ve caused just because I wanted to cum. I didn’t give a shit, but that doesn’t mean I did not help some relationships along the way.I wanted to. “Maybe ... even though I know we shouldn’t risk it so soon after...” Luke pushes forward and penetrates slowly until his legs bump her ass. “Fuck, that’s good.” He sees her face twist with pleasure in the reflection as he begins working through her slick folds. She continues to watch the people as he starts into a good rhythm. “Fuck, this is so bold,” she cries. “I’m going to cum so hard. Fuck my wet little pussy.”“You’re the one that’s bad,” he hisses.Candace growls again. “Shit, I’m. I can always 'feel’ her. I find solace in smelling her perfume, and seeing little traces of her presence. Once in a while, I see her makeup drawer open, or a pair of shoes in the middle of the floor. I know she's with me, and I'm grateful for her presence.Journal Entry Number Six:I went back to work this morning to find out that I've been let go. I'm so damn angry! What the hell? I've worked at the same fucking company for years, and today I find all my shit in a box on the sofa outside my.