After logging in, I went straight to the Dallas chat room. ‘DifferentStrokes’ name was in the list of people in the chat room. I giggled when I re...embered the show he’d given me the night before, but I resisted the urge to message him.After several minutes of saying “Hi” to the regulars, I saw a message pop up from DifferentStrokes. “Let me know in advance if you want to see a repeat performance.”I giggled and then typed my reply, “I didn’t think guys could do that.”“LOL, it gets easier with. So, I cannot tell her name.Let’s start with the story. I felt very desperate for the sex one day after reading some stories on this site. Since I do not feel safe in approaching call girls or prostitutes, usually I would just jerk off at night after watching some porns. But soon I started hating that routine. It only made me look like a loser. I wanted to do something in reality. Or at least in a virtual world involving some real girl. After thinking about it for a while, I wanted to do sex. The point is it was moving a little bit, sometimes up as I clenched the muscles designed not to let sperm rush through it, and back and forth a little bit. The effect was of a dog’s nose up in the air, sniffing around.“Oh my,” sighed Hannah, breaking my concentration. “I had no idea.”“Yeah, well...” I said. “I tried to warn you. Maybe I should put my shorts back on.”“No!” yipped Harper. Then, as if she’d just showed up, she said, “Wow!” again.Harper just stood there, but she wasn’t alone. Her. The situation became more and more frustrating for Jeff as the day went on. He wanted to talk to Clara in private but had little opportunity to do so. He invited Clara to join him on a couple of occasions when he went to the library to fetch books and charts they required, but Clara turned him down both times. He didn’t dare order her to accompany him in Lord Roft’s presence. Anything else they required, including lunch, was brought to them by Warwick. Oddly enough, Clara even timed her.