In that moment, her mind flooded itself with guilt and she began crying anew. Her guilt mixed with her love for him while she cried. As she calmed dow...n, her first thought was how she could make it up to him. She knew he was sulking in the den. She knew that he probably would stay up into the wee hours reading. She decided to send him an e-mail. She fetched her tablet computer from the living room and wrote: Darling, I feel heartsick that I have made you so angry. I know it drives you crazy when. Although no one in your life could possibly know this side of you, having never had sex and being a top student in your highschool class, you spent a good chunk of your free time alone, and no one knew of your dirty habits.Lying in bed, you were starting your morning ritual of a jilling yourself off before you start the day. You developed this habit as a teen, with a sopping wet cunt, one capable of drooling all day long, it was the only way to avoid embarrassing incidents of wetness throughout. .....And then it was a week before Christmas. Marcy heard a merry laugh andanother snowball hit her upside the head. She looked around and saw herfriends having a rousing snowball fight. With a giggle, she bent over,scooped up some snow and joined in the epic battle. When the snowballfight was over, and everyone was laughing, Marcy looked around. Herhometown was just as she remembered it, and all decked out for theholidays. The Town Square was deep in snow, but the streets and sidewalkswere. I loved hearing men cum for me while I made love to myself with a big dildo. Eventually this wasn't enough though. I met a couple of men, but nothing went anywhere. Then, I met John. He didn't want to meet at a motel or someplace seedy. He wanted to take me out on a proper date, so he could treat me like a lady. So, after thinking it over, I agreed to meet him at a restaurant that was about ninety minutes away. I was so nervous, but I was determined to look my best. I wore a black lace thong,.