I took her home. She didn’t say a single word from that point on. Not even ‘good night’.”“She’s immature, Tiger. She’s either not listen...ing or doesn’t understand. And she’s not able to plan out her actions very well. If she really wanted you, then she’d have had the STD test. Again, either lack of maturity or lack of concern. And maybe both. Where is she from?”“Rural Kansas. I don’t think she had many sophisticated relationships back home. It sure sounds as if some of the stuff we heard from. Mary could see that the tattoo circled Imogen’s anus and said in small black lettering, “Go in Peace.” “Oh,” said Mary. “I did not expect that.”“We all have something similar, depending on our religion. Sister Agnes has “Pax Vobiscum” and the Asian ladies have something that I cannot read, it just seems to be squiggles, but they tell me it is a similar message in Arabic or Urdu or Thai. But I can’t stay here talking, I have to get on. Look, some of us ladies are having lunch on Sunday at the. " I'm going to need to take a leak soon." It's the first words he's spoken in a while.I smile. "Oh, I sincerely hope so k**. I really do."His eyes jerk toward me. I smile. He shakes his head. His eyes drop to my cock. It's a deep red. I'd be lying if I said it was really painful. I use a cock ring that is almost too loose. I ache but it's mostly my balls and mostly desire."Doesn't that hurt?" I hear a touch of curiosity. Good, anything to get his mind off his unease."A little," I reply. "I. Come on.” Somehow he stuffed his cock back in his pants, and we made our way to the men’s room. I decided it would be better if someone saw me come out of the men’s room, than if they saw him come out of the ladies’ room. Raymond entered first, looked around, then returned and said it was all clear. I went inside, and ran to the handicapped stall. As we were at one of the more remote parts of the library, it seemed unlikely we would be interrupted, but that was not guaranteed. Raymond.