Pulling out of him, I stood up as he asked me, “WHAT THE FUCK???” I told him to calm down, that I was just changing position. “Alright, but tha...t dick better be back IN me in less than a fucking minute, or you are fucking fired!!!!” I should have been floored by that remark, but instead it turned me on even more. I became more aggressive myself. “Alright, FAT ASS, here it comes!!!!” I came down on top of him like I was tackling a whale, with both my hands landing on the bed at his sides and. "Of course, I thought I could keep it a secret." But then you'd still be isolated." Yeah," she admitted, "though that's not fun, it's better than being teased." She looked up and grinned at me. "And I got lucky, the first one that finds out is one of the good guys." At your service, ma'am," I quipped. "You want me to go out and buy a white hat?" Nah," she giggled."I'm not going to be the last to know, though. The odds are against it." Probably not," she said sadly."I'll back you up, though.". Sometimes she would come home after going to a club, and tell me that she spent most of the time there dancing with some guy. We would then make love, as if I was the guy. That led to her eventually coming home with love bites on her neck. I must say, this really excited me. While making love I would say how much I'd love to watch her make love while hiding in a closet, and then licking her clean after her boyfriend left. Then, as the saying goes; "Be careful what you wish for." Early in 1989,. I could feel her emotions plummet. She had been elated to see me, to hold and kiss me. Now I was dredging up the past, our break-up most especially. It wasn't because I wanted a fight — far from it. I wanted her, had already made her mine and knew that we would probably end up going at it on the bed just a breath away. I was pretty sure she knew that too. It was probably why she locked the door. She looked away, but hadn't pulled away. "I'm sorry Ral. I never meant to hurt you. You could never.