I do not wish to have any other interaction with you. I do not wish to greet you; I do not wish to know who you are; I do not wish to know anything at... all about you, other than this: Do you enjoy seeing me expose myself?” “Yes.” “Good. I enjoy being seen. You are the only person I show myself to every day. I dress carefully, so that I can look good for the general public, but I also dress very carefully to give you a thrill, if I can. Do I thrill you?” “Yes.” “Do you masturbate after you see. I heard a soft sticky sound and opened my eyes into narrow slits. In the moonlight, I could see his big masculine body looming over me as he stood right next to my face. Through the narrow slits of my eyelids, I looked upwards and saw his hand sliding along that beautiful hard cock, just inches away from my face! I felt my heart start to race but I stayed as still as a scared rabbit as he continued to jack away at his rock-hard cock. He was pointing the head right at my face and I could smell. "Not quite, but I was lying in bed during the night and suddenly remembered being in bed with him!" I see!" I must have been mad." No comment!" No honestly Jim, as a lover he totally stinks. What the hell I thought I was playing at I don't know. Maybe I'll remember how I ended up in bed with him one day, but it's not an experience I'd like to repeat." Pleased to hear it, but you did several repeat performances by all accounts."I'd have preferred to have relived some of them on those videos and. I have a BRAIN, pig!"I was in terror of hearing that line.In truth, I never had any trouble in getting along with women at an intellectual level. I remember talking practically all night to a beautiful blond student who told me all about her job as a masseuse. She even invited me for a free private massage but I was still too scared of making a 'mistake.'Anyway, I called home to tell my mum I wasn't going to be home for dinner. Surprisingly she was quite happy for me to 'get out a bit.' She was.