Horny

I was barely horny today. Consider it an addiction: orgasms. I need them, I constantly think about them and when I don't get them I get sour as a grape (the sour, bitter kind).

Yesterday I got a fix so good I didn't feel the need to play all day. This is practically unheard of. It was still playing on my mind, but it was more the lingering memory of what brought my climax about. It was intense.

However, me not being horny made me decide to manipulate others. I start the day with a nice low-cut top. I then make references to my own cleavage all day. I actually left James well alone. I picked on Sara. Within 5 minutes of talking to her it was clear: she was craving a climax. She just saw sex everywhere. I may have broadcast that she was horny until she admitted it. By shouting it across the library.

Didn't stop me: I kept on with the broadcasting and decided to just generally tease her. Because I could. Carpe Diem and all that.