She spent quite a bit of time pleasuring herself with various toys devised from every day non-suspicious items and her much practiced fingers were exc...edingly well versed in her specific needs. Several times she had almost been discovered in the act, but always had escaped the humiliation of being found out. She thought she would just die if her parents ever caught her in the middle of one of her "sessions".Except for that time, not too long ago, when her Mother had caught her in the bathroom. But if you really want a view..." I teased, playing with the hem of my top."Please keep your bra on," he stated."Spoilsport..." I sat down at his laptop and plugged in my flash drive, opening its folder and finding my history essay. The printer buzzed to life, light returning to its displays as its insides whirred and kachunked. Line by line, my essay incarnated onto the page. "So how's Rebecca?" I asked, waiting for the printer to finish its task. "I saw you guys outside of the dining hall. Since Jill was technically, still a minor, Jannet would have to sign off on a contract for Janet. Jill said it was not a problem. I agreed to come by Janet and Jill’s house and shoot a few photos so that I could best determine how to proceed in building a modeling portfolio that modeling agencies would like. I quickly learned that Janet was single mother, raising an aspiring actress-turned model. Janet watched as I had Jill position herself in various sitting and standing poses. After a few. I guess they can do that, but it's not fair."The conversation continued well into the fourth drink. By that time, the subject had drifted to her unstated _needs_."You know, Bob, I have tried very hard to be a good wife and mother, but it's hard. You know? It's really hard. I miss him. I hate being alone at night and I miss having someone to wake up next to in the morning."Bob felt emboldened. "And admit it Cathy, you miss what happens in between, too."When she didn't respond Bob offered, "You.