My heart was broken. It was too much for a cock hungry slut like me; but, I hadn't the courage to ask.After that, he stopped masturbating in bed. Inst...ad, he started visiting the bathroom regularly late at night, staying there for long durations. After every such visit, I found handkerchiefs or small towels among the dirty clothes in the washing machine; each of them with a big dry spot.Time flew, and I never realized that almost two years had passed since Adeel stopped making love to me. I had. She was still a virgin but she thought if she was going to lose her virginity, it should be with someone who truly loved her. She had no worries about getting pregnant. A few years earlier she developed severe cramping during her periods. Her mother took her to the doctor and she was put on birth control. It helped immensely.One evening, wrapped in a towel, Jamie was making her way from the bathroom back to her bedroom when she heard moaning coming from Mitch's room. Worried that he might be in. Black suspenders match my black stiletto boots, a black choker at my neck and nothing else. This ritual of dressing for you, displaying myself for you, turns me on so much. As I lie there I replay all of the times you’ve fucked me before, my memory reel of the other times you’ve walked naked through that door. How good your cock will feel inside me. I run a hand down my chest, down across my stomach and dip a finger into my pussy. I feel how wet I am… I’m always wet, waiting for you. I feel. She calls me in.“Can we talk?” I ask, slightly opening her door.“Yeah we can!”“Thanks” I shuffle into her room and sit on the chair by her desk. She is lying on the bed on her laptop. “I just wanted to make sure you are ok!”“I’m fine Robbie, Brad has been texting me and calling me.” Her face turning sad. “What has he been saying?”“Just calling me names and how I’m worthless without him...” She trails off.“Stacey ignore that idiot” I move across to sit on the edge of her bed. “He’s the worthless.