The next morning Annie had coffee and cinnamon rolls ready when the guys all got up.“I’m sure going to miss this,” Sloan said coming in to the k...itchen.“That’s the point, you’ll miss us so much, maybe you will come back to visit from time to time.”“Count on it.” He said sitting at the table.“Before you get any breakfast mister, call the airlines. You can’t put it off anymore.” Annie said handing him the phone. “Call.”“You wouldn’t be trying to get rid of me, would you?’“Ha-ha funny.”“Morning. It’s a pleasant car ride on a Sunday afternoon.But I need more. I need lust, pull off the road, and do it behind a tree, raw forbidden sex because the urge is so powerful, a sirens song calling to you that you can't resist. The desire to fuck so great nothing else matters. I'm craving that.The graphic books help and the monthly subscription to “Adam & Eve” keeps me loaded with toys, but I'm struggling in silence. I need help to get past this feeling of wanting to orgasm or murder someone, this. A bird trying to escape. A touch. A soft, tender, touch."Michael?" my mind whispers. A small nervous caress of two beings."Yes, shush!"I fall silent knowing that his request is more than a command. It is a matter of life or damnation itself. I wait. And as I lay here, I flesh and become physical. My breasts heave with each painful breath I take, the bubbles trailing from my lips, and my nipples harden with the slow sexual wave washing gently over me. He comes closer until I feel him lie next to. As usual I noticed that just before 8pm the keys disappeared from the cabinet and werenmt signed out by either Umie or Marie so presumed both had taken a set and were having sex inside while the rest of us were kept really busy. What happened next was brilliant. The Chief Executive Officer came down to the First Aid Room with his personal secretary Anne who had been sick and needed to lay down a while. “Where are the keys Joe?” He asked.”They haven,t been signed out, but I think Umie has a set.