More of this? So you can toy with me some more, then send me off? So you can vent all your sick jealousies about 'Miss Thang'? So you can wave your pr...etty little black ass in front of me and hint how you're giving it to your ex-husband instead of me?"Why don't you just mail it to me?" she said wearily into the phone, trying to drive responsibly even though her emotions were all confused."Too big." Deshona paused, and when she resumed, her voice was more plangent, insistent, serious. "Laura.... VVhat's getting into me, she wondered that I wake up all tit- hard and belly-hot like this? Can sexual activity be addictive? Has all this heavy stimulation of my genitals stirred me up so much that my body is going to start expecting and wanting a dose of sex every time I turn around?She sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to think about anything she had read in her texts on such a theory, and she could recall nothing of the sort. She decided that what she needed was a cold shower. But. I hired a porter for my luggage and reached the coach, upon reaching my allocated berth, I was pleasantly surprised to find the coach with a lot of college students traveling with me. It saddened me momentarily that none of them were from my collage, yet they appeared to be decent and smart so that put me at ease a bit. I had caught all of them eying me and my entire body. Once the train departed I decided to use the loo, as I made my way to the coach lavatory I noticed that there were no kids. "Is the camp really over booked?" Mary asked as she followed Beth toward the cabin. "Or is this your way of insuring that you have someone to eat your pussy for the next month?" A bit of both actually," Beth said with a smile. "The camp is over booked, but not enough that the counselors have to give up their private rooms. In fact the plan was to put shift things around in the cabins and bring in some extra cots - which is what we usually do when something like this happens - but when the head.