I had shared with her not to long ago that I hadalways had a crush on one of the cheerleaders from my old high school.Our mascot had been a warrior, a...nd colors were black and red. Somehow,she had found a cheerleader uniform that perfectly matched the ones frommy old high school. Right down to the cheerleader panties and saddleshoes. I waisted no time getting everything on, and then I settled in fora nap, knowing from the sound of her voice when she called that this couldbe a long. 'Tilly is all you need to know. What's your name? You've been mostly delirious since I've been taking care of you and I don't know your name.''J J J e e se, ' he croaked.'Well, Jesse, you just lie back and enjoy. I never saw a man yet that didn't enjoy a good stroking and it fulfills my needs nicely. In fact, I don't know which turns me on more, stroking your equipment or rubbing your stump. That really gets me horny!'Jesse tensed. He could feel a long unused load about to erupt.He said, ' I,. "What do you say, slut?" Oh, yes, oh thank you so much," she said quickly, recognizing her mistakeat not thanking me for allowing her the pleasure, but she did not yetunderstand she should also be thanking me for denying her an orgasm andletting her remain frustrated and needy. She would learn that Mark and Ienjoyed keeping her sexually frustrated and it amused us to watch her tryto accept she "wanted" to be denied because we enjoyed denying her.Similarly, she was also likely to be a much more. "Use this code to getinto the building, and I'll leave the apartment door unlocked in case I fall asleep in thechair or something." "Thanks, Kate. I'll be over in a jiff - half-an-hour tops! See ya!" Lars hung up,and Kate put the phone down slowly, wondering what she was going to do for that half-an-hour. She puttered around the living room, checking out the new CDs Jake had boughtand not yet filed, and the comics and magazines in his 'to read' pile. She tiptoed into thesmall bedroom and looked.