She rarely saw Aaron, who was always out partying with his friends. He frequently brought scantily clad women home to have loud sex, but made no attem...pt to touch or even speak to Heather since that first day. She learned to mimic what he’d done to her and masturbated frequently. It felt good, but never like he felt, and she never managed to bring herself to the brinks of an orgasm as he’d done. She played with her puppy, whom she’d named Annie, taught her tricks, and earned good grades. Her. We were both naked and I dressed and slipped out before he woke up. That's about everything that I can tell you about that night. About 2 weeks later, he called me and said that I had better come to his office. I was avoiding him and I didn't want to see him anymore, so I told him I couldn't come to his office. He told me that I better come or he would spread some pictures around the building that he knew that I would not want people to see. I didn't know what he was talking about but I was. My god, how am I going to live with myself." The same way you lived with yourself when you fantasized about it," I said in a consoling matter. "One day you're thinking about it, dreaming about it, the next day you've done it. What's the real difference."I didn't buy this stupid rationalization but at least it made her stop crying."Do you really think so?" she asked, looking for absolution."No, not really," I said truthfully. "Certainly there's a difference. But what's done is done. You might. Dexter grinned when he realized what Eric was saying. It had always irritated him that he had to pay out of his own pocket to get a machine loaded with his office’s software, in order to be able to work from home.“I think we have the topic for our next article,” Dexter said.“You bet!” Eric said.“You know. I was spending a shitload of money for that damned company,” Dexter said.“Same here,” Eric said. “It dawned on me last night when I went to boot up my computer, that I had gotten it for work..