With many stenos, accountants, office girls. The office closed at five pm while the warehouse was a 24 hour operation.I schedule myself different hour...s and some late night shifts too. It was when I was looking to re-organize some of the traffic flow of merchandise that I got the brainwave. I was studying a plan of the old building and noticed that the offices joined against the unused part of our warehouse and the bathrooms for us and them were actually adjoining on the same wall. A men's. And I understood everything: she had come here to hang herself! I tried my best to conceal my heavy breath and felt the spasm of lust burning in my pants. I couldn't believe my luck.Meanwhile, the girl stood on the chair and attached the rope to the pillar. The rope was thick, with a noose on one end. Having done this, she sighed deeply, arranged her dress and put the noose on her neck. Taking her long hair out of the noose, she did it in a braid, then she tightened the rope on her neck and. I also noticed that I was getting excitedly nervous around him and was finding him more and more attractive as the night went on and I had an extra glass or two of wine. That night, my husband and I went home and made love which is normal on a Saturday night for us. I use the term ‘made love’ on purpose because that’s what it was. There was what I now consider a lack of aggression, raunch or whatever term one wishes to use. It was sweet and loving and nothing more. To that point I wasn’t. Addicted to WomanhoodBy Jennifer WhiteA new drug called 'lit' started turning up on the streets. It was more addicting than crack, giving extreme highs for a low price. It gave an intense feeling, like a prolonged orgasm. However, there were a few strange things about the drug.First of all, it was only addicting to males; it had no apparent effect of females. Also, the addicts started to disappear. One day they'd be on the street, trying to beg, borrow or steal to get enough money for another.