"What are you doing here, Suzanne?" Jack mumbled, his voice thick."Cleaning up the mess from last night. You know the cleaning crew would just wipe an...d sweep around it." You didn't have to come in. I would've taken care of it." Well, you don't seem to be in very good shape, Jack, and it's no big deal," she said. "Why didn't you go home last night?"Her hand was back, stroking his hair. He wished she would stop."I didn't think I should drive," he said."Why did you drink so much?"Jack turned to. I began to think that I'd spent about enough time here this afternoon, a thought prompted by the growl that errupted from my stomach. I'd eaten 'lunch' at 11:00 that morning, and not a thing since.I began to pack up, thinking of ways to improve my thesis as I placed the stack of print-outs and copies into my book-bag. I logged off of the campus network and stared at my notebook for a second longer. I realized that my notes cut off mid-thought. Gripping my pencil, I began to scribble some. Let him, and he will love you more for it.” Her mother’s voice echoed softly, and so she let go of the fear, and relaxed, Daniel’s shaft finally opening her. The feelings weren’t much, other than fullness, but as he used her, she began to breathe heavily. Her eyes closed, and she let her thoughts wander, of sex with Daniel, sex with Ofi, and that horrid moment with Andre. Her fingers wound up wandering to her pearl, and she began to tease herself, index finger working away as Daniel worked. The feeling of being stretched was slight but it set off a need in my belly that I knew could not be fulfilled on my own. With a deep sigh, I pulled my finger out of my ass and rubbed the remaining wetness against my thumb. "Screw this," I said in frustration. "I need to get laid tonight."With a smoldering need burning under my skin, I cleaned up and grabbed my keys. When I started my truck, I wasn't even sure where I was going. I did have some ideas though and my mind wondered over the.