I hadn’t quite made it myself, but knowing Vee, I’d get another chance in a few minutes.“Fuck, I REALLY needed that! The girls downstairs had th...eir boyfriends over for the weekend, I could hear them at it every night, and it was driving me mad!”“Didn’t you think about going out and finding yourself a stud?”“No, after Freshers Week I’ve gone right off casual sex. I might if I really fancy a bloke, or if he makes me laugh, but I now know that I want a man who puts me first.”I tried not to show my. I almost felt angry that I let him fuck me, knowing that his wife deserved what he had given me the other night. I wished that I could do something for her. It was in the moment that I realized that maybe I could. I could help this woman feel wanted and be the one that was being satisfied. I wanted her to be able to see that it could be all about her and that someone could work to fill her needs for once. I moved my legs out from under the covers where she was rubbing them. Her fingers were now. ‘You’re mine now. Now you belong to me and the moon. Are you happy?’ ‘Yes….yesssss….oh, god, yes.’ He stopped his movements and became completely still. ‘What do you want? What do you want right now?’ ‘I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside me until I can’t feel anything else.’ He kissed her shoulder and took her hips in his hands. Each thrust came faster and harder than the next. He was pulling her back onto his shaft in a frenzy of desire and will. She was groaning with each push,. Back home again, I started searching the U.K.-Info Disk computer programme, which is a database of the complete U.K. electoral register. At last I had Tiffany Blair, Charlene Iredale and Melanie-Jayne McGrure, all convicted of petty theft, all with previous convictions and all on the phone. Tiffany, aged nineteen, seemed the best, for she lived alone, Charlene with two unrelated females, and Melanie-Jayne with a male and female McGrure, of whom the former was born in 1948. Tiffany, it was.