But I didn't really consider itcheating. It was still me. It would have been a shame to keep thephotos to myself, but obviously I couldn't show them t...o anyone I knew.So I decided to post a few online, on a personals site. I wasn'tnecessarily looking to meet anyone, I just wanted people to see mypictures, and hopefully receive a few compliments to flatter my ego!My profile received a bit of attention, and of course I got a fewmails. Most were from guys, dull one-liners asking for my phone. I leave it to you to conceive the feeling and the thought. Some thought ran in to me and I lifted her to the floor and made her stand in front of the life size dresser/mirror. I came to the front and sucked her nipples hard alternatively while one hand was working on the boobs. I asked her not to close her eyes but to watch the whole act in the mirror and she did the same.The more I sucked the more excited she got and she let out loud moans. The situation was tense and was getting. She decided to come up to visit me on campus, and the timing worked out perfectly since my roommate was going to be away for the weekend. I picked her up from the train station, and we went back to my dorm room to make plans for the evening. I suggested we go to a house party a friend of a friend was throwing. I decided to wear a short denim skirt, and black tube top (with matching thong). Her wardrobe, however, was a bit harder to pick out. Looking over her clothes, I asked, "You didn't bring. It fills a deep down need in me.I only have sex once a year, on Thanksgiving Day, and always with some drunken smelly guy who probably won't even remember who he had sex with by morning. He might not even realize that he had sex at all. But I would know, and I always made sure that they orgasmed and I always rubbed their spunk all over my tits and lick it from my fingers.Self loathing that may be, but it gets me through the coming 12 months until I pluck up the courage to choose another.