I’m just about to enter the wooded path when Mico comes up behind me and crosses his big arms.“Nice try. I know all the other rooms are full. I ta...ked to the facilitator.”I shake him off and frown.“I’ll find a room.”“Can we just please stop...” His voice doesn’t sound so cold now.“Stop what?”“Sam. I don’t give a damn if I’m roomed with you. I can’t change that. Just...don’t do anything weird when we’re asleep.”I scoff. “You still think I’m after your body. You know what, I’m not and I’d rather. Her tapping finger froze and even though that’s where my focus should’ve been, it was higher up as she inhaled deeply and her breasts stretched the cotton material of her nightie. Two hard nipples pointed straight at me as I placed a single finger on the knife and slid it across the floor to join its twin.She exhaled loudly and her finger continued tapping; “Quite the…devious coyote, aren’t you?”I shrugged in reply and waited. I watched as she reached across and turned on the lamp on the small. That urge that said I need sex and not mediocre sex with the guy next door. I wanted to be fucked like it was a man's last chance for sex. I wasn't the bar type. Honestly, it had been so long, did I remember how to flirt my way into a hook-up? I lay in bed contemplating my situation. I was tired of providing my own orgasms with a subpar vibrator and porn. I needed dick. Plain and simple. My mind strayed to a friend that had gone through a messy divorce recently too. He had gained sole custody. I still needed to attend course lectures on Wednesdays and by the end of the days class work two of my course colleagues had approached me about part time work at the garden centre and so we gained two knowledgeable temporary hands to replace the students who had left at Christmas. Maggie had given me carte blanche to recruit any suitable students as they were always keen to learn and as part timers could make up the numbers when we started to open longer hours in the spring, and there was.