Even though she complains about this like it is a bad thing, she never puts a stop to it and even seems a little proud of it. Despite all this, I don'...t think my sister is a slut. At least when I am around, she is a very caring and sympathetic person who is willing to look past people's shortcomings. She also claims she refuses to date until she enters college because she believes relationships in highschool lead nowhere. Perhaps this is why we have been able to become so close this past year,. Message.”Diana froze. Was he going to laugh at her? Tell her to leave him alone?“I...uh…” she began, but James interrupted her. “Is this really what you want, Diana?” He hesitated, then went on, “Because I really…” He stopped, and Diana couldn’t breathe. Then he finished his sentence, “I really, really liked that.”Diana was sitting at her desk at work, and there were a few other people in the office, so Diana found herself opening and closing her mouth several times without any words. But all of the important, major stuff is forever etched in my mind. All names are, of course, completely made up.Check out my first story for an introduction, but basically I am a 23 year old woman from Canada with too many adventures in my past.You should also check out my fourth story as a lead-in to this one.I felt I should post an update on what I've been up to lately and why I haven't really been online.This should be a short entry, but basically I have been seeing James a lot, seeing. Daily, she was plied anew with the potion that fanned the flames of her arousal, while being unable to relieve the turbulent pressure. She felt she might burst, might fly apart into a thousand pieces. Sleep eluded her at night, when she would toss and turn in her bed, unable to rest comfortably with the belt locked around her loins. She picked at her meals, and gave up seeking what empty solace she could in Marie’s arms. Oh, this could not go on, this must end. One way or another, it had to.