He finally stopped thrusting, and my orgasm wound down, leaving me satisfied, a little sore from the good pounding I'd just had, and tingling all over... He leaned across my back, and kissed me gently between my shoulders. He stayed leaning across me for a short while, then whispered that he was going to stand up. I said "OK", and braced my knees a little harder ready for the weight shift.He slipped out of me, his cock brushing against my clit as it ran down between my pussy lips. I could feel. I hadn'tnoticed, as the colour kind of matched the carpet, and anyway I was in arush to get home and start the weekend.I didn't think a thing of this until Monday, when I got back into theoffice at 7:30, and I saw draped across my computer keyboard was the redcorset strap that had dropped off. My heart sank, as I considered whohad put it there, and more importantly where they thought it had comefrom. I quickly stuffed it into my pocket, making a mental note to re-unite it with my lacey boned. I didn't have the balls, she always said. But I still love her, and have since tried over and over to win her back. It always ended badly, always with her wishing me the worst things and slapping me. Also last night, when she yelled at me: "YOU ARE REALLY USELESS! COWARD! NO BALLS! Do you really want to be with me? Well, PROVE ME that you are a man! See you in the morning, at the Silver Gate!"The Silver Gate, a gothic nightclub, I've never been to. She frequented it often, she and all her dark. She was shown a picture of him. Shoulder length, light brown hair, blueeyes, the face was the same as the one from the picture she'd received atthe beginning of the school year, from the old woman."Yes that's Ed. Where is he?" We were hoping that he was with you. We know about the arrangements youmade to keep him safe from his father," stated Ms Treat. "He left a notein his Grandmothers casket saying he was going to find you." I've not seen him," she said as she picked up the phone."David, Ed.