The way he wore his hair slicked back, and the expensive pens all lined up perfectly inside the white pocket protector, made her sick. She wanted to s...pit in his face every time she saw him."I sincerely hope this is the last time we have to do this."Her eyes followed him around the side of the table.He opened the white tube, squeezed out some of the jelly and rubbed it on her temples."Salina, I understand that Andrew's death was very hard for you, but you are just going to have to accept the. Our relationship throughout high school was nothing special. One of my friends had gone out with her soon after I met her so I didn't really pursue it. That did not last long, but we moved to different universities and she left my town. So seeing her was a bit of a problem. Erica was feeling sore the next day and said that she did not feel like going. Her best friend tara said she would stay with her, but my best friend, Tom, knew I could use the time alone so he persuaded his girl, tara to. He had always been a sexual addict. He had been the first boy in his class to discover the wonderful and wet thing that would happen if he took things "In Hand" while looking at pictures of pretty girls. He had avidly practiced this solo hobby ever since, every chance he found a few moments of privacy and a handful of tissues.As an adult, even on the numerous days he scored with a girl, or paid one of a long string of prostitutes, he had always beaten off four, five, six or more times daily.. Larry had seen couples fucking on screen before with the most intimate of close up shots and all the sounds of pleasure echoing around the room but it was nothing compared to watching it from his viewpoint. He could hear the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh; he could hear the sounds of flesh penetrating flesh and he could hear the sounds, not just of their intake of breath, but also the expelling of air as they gasped and groaned in pleasure. Larry could also smell the scents of sex..