With some difficulty I moved my hands down your body, dragging you closer, until I reached your jeans. Moving to the front I unbuttoned them and pulle... them down, exposing a pair of lacy white knickers. I ran a hand up the inside of your thigh until I reached the top. Your panties were already wet, as if I hadn’t already worked out what was happening. By now my pants were down around my ankles, your hands rubbing against my jocks. The tip of my cock was poking out of the top as you continued. If I get into a good engineering school, maybe I can find others who also teeter on this line and form a camaraderie. Maybe not. But in this town, I can only hang a facade. It works, but it makes me empty inside. Thunderstorms are always lovely to watch, especially in this flat country, and I would usually be outside, on bike, camera in hand, participating in a town tradition of Natural Selection. But this storm was a finality of its kind. The prime-time of tornadoes was over, and all this. ‘Alex, there is no problem with you. All your tests came back fine. Natalie you aren’t ovulating at the moment so we can give you some medication for that. We’ll see you in a few months for a follow-up.’ Alex and Natalie left the doctor’s office and walked to the car. Neither one of them said a word until they were home. Natalie got out of the car quickly and rushed into the house. She barely made it inside when she burst into tears. Alex was by her side and hugged her tight, holding back his. That's where I learned real discipline," he hesitated, his expression turning from giggling fool to that of a man possessed of great rage. "My body always obeyed my every command after that time. I have been in complete control of everything in my environment — with the unfortunate exception of your husband."Oleander took a step closer to Camille. She felt as if she could feel his eyes gouging into the flesh of her face, so intense was his gaze."Having told you my history," he continued softly,.