Chapter Seventeen
Quitting time couldn't come fast enough. I was tempted to leave early but I stuck it out, and by the time the clock struck twelve, I ran out of there like Cinderella being chased by an evil pumpkin.
I was convinced David was Emm and would soon be my savior. The whole way home I entertained fantasies of him untying me, unmasking me, and ravishing me like the goddess he described me to be. I pictured us having mind blowing tantric s*x, unleashing all the frustrations we were both feeling after Friday night and again this morning. Gary was a distant memory as I pictured David's rock hard body and his matching c**k teasing and pleasing me. I started to feel that familiar ache in my p***y, like it was screaming to be touched. The physical need was overpowering, but with the
