There was nogoing back unless I filed them off down to my natural nail. I was usedto this for long weekends at home wearing gel nails for extended pe...iodsof time; I wasn't used to wearing long bright red nails at the airport.Baggage claim wasn't so bad; I actually received a nice compliment fromthe woman working the counter. It was the TSA line that intimidated methe most. Not the TSA personnel, just the line itself. Walking back andforth around the turnstiles in the queue, parading past. And I told myself that somehow I was going to connect the sensory pleasure with a physical one.I decided to take my laptop computer out and put it in my lap. (I can sense your snicker here!!!). I powered up the computer and positioned the front right corner of the base against the underside of my cock. With subtlety and determination, I could occasionally rub myself against the laptop - or more specifically, the laptop against my cock and further arouse myself as I pretended to work as I. You’d be surprise how hard it is to kiss someone when you’re both blind. The scoring was like this. Points for guessing kissers correctly. Double points for guessing your own boyfriend correctly. Negative points for guessing your boyfriend wrong. Disqualification for talking or cheating. Boys didn’t have to guess. We had a ball, I tell you. I kissed more that night than I’d ever kissed before. For the first few tests, the we behaved. Then some genius figured out he could make the most of it and. "I just stared at him."I missed you too, baby," he said.I sighed."Don't get all mushy on me," he said.I hugged him tightly."Come on, let me go. I have to calm down so I can come out of the closet."I laughed.*Lore's apartment was sleek and modern, with large windows overlooking the city. I called Clay to let him know I arrived okay. He asked me how it was when I saw Lore."You know, Clay. I think it's going to be all right."EpilogueEpilogueI started helping out with k**s in Lore's practice, right.