It just went from silence to a slight hum is all. A subtle event whose effects weren't known in the local area. On the other side of the complex howev...er, the effects would be much more dramatic in one little room. Nobody witnessed that either really. No surprise. The building itself looked like it had glass doors and many, many windows but the 'glass' was something much stronger. Anyone and anything who took a direct route to get in for the last three years has failed- though something has been. My arms are wrapped around myself and I am shivering. You take one look at me but instead of sympathy, you burst out laughing! "Oh fuck, what happened to you?" Not even trying to suppress your amusement.I feel so angry suddenly and I open my mouth to say something smart, but as soon as I do, I just burst into tears. It's all been too much."Hey what's wrong?" You grab me and hug me, pulling me inside."Have you got a towel I can borrow?" I sniff."Look, go upstairs to the bathroom, have yourself a. It's a pain but it does allow for some rather risqué moments. Risqué moments which have through the lens of the imagination given rise to the most pleasant fantasies.Only two days ago I was waiting for delivery of my brand new glass dildo and a fresh bottle of Swiss Navy silicon lube. My last one had about three squeezes left before I was dry... literaly. I had decided that as the delivery man was going to be someone that I had never met before or would again that I would do a little. Minutes pass and the girl stirs restlessly, shifting her position in the seat until her arm rests against mine. My skin tingles at her touch and I will myself not to move lest she pull away. She sighs and closes her book.“Where will you be staying in New York?” she asks suddenly.“Oh, I won’t be in the City this trip,” I replied, thrilled that she again spoke. “I’ll be staying in Jersey.” I grasp at a way to keep her talking. “Does your photography ever take you to New Jersey?”She laughs. Oh,.