So he had not slept with her yet, but he intended to still. In the hour he was in the office this morning before he left he had not changed the book. ...What had happened between us last night had not caused him to rush to make any major changes. I realized all of this was speculation, but I could not help the way that I felt. My feelings were going crazy. A part of me was tempted to search Peter’s computer while he was out, or go through the files to search out who this Katrina woman is. But I. I just can’t resist it any longer, my hand moves between my thighs, I have to satisfy myself, I need it. My pussy is slick and my fingers easily glide over the hot silkiness, spreading the juices to my clit. I arch my back and close my eyes - you’re there again invading my mind, thoughts of you get me even hotter than I already am. I pinch my nipples harder, imagining your lips caressing my body as my fingers circle my clit. The only things that fill my mind at that moment are you and my want. Margaret received her share of the things we bought in China, Egypt and a document that said that their home was now theirs and not the bank's.I put a considerable effort to make rings for Sandra and Megan. They were on occasion given to a mate by one of my race. It signified not only marriage the way my race understood it but a life long commitment. They both broke down and cried for they knew exactly what the rings meant. Margaret did too and she had a tear in her eye as well.I was given. Charlie didn't help me sell my story. "Was it Pinky that jumped you because you fucked his girlfriend?"I denied that Pinky had anything to do with the gash on my face but Charlie's question caused a rash of questions from my other roommates, both before and after formation. I found myself walking a tightrope. Every time I dodged a question from Jarvis or Craig, Charlie would quote verbatim from my description of how Ellen had reacted to my gentle touch."Stop filling this kid's head with crap.