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Susan & Her Search.Susan:After a long day Susan could think of nothing better than to go home, draw a warm bath, crawl in and let Calgon “take her away”. It seemed that she was having more of these days than before. Ever since her company was taken over the work was no longer fun and her boss was a ass hat too boot. Never in her life would she have thought that after so many years working her way up in the world that she would have reached the point where her boss was less qualified than she was, and basically stole every idea she had and claimed it has his own.When the tub was full and soapy she disrobed showing her still hot body for being 45 and eased into the tub to soak. The water was warm and she felt better after just a few minutes being in it. As she dunked her head to wet her hair her mind replayed the day for her over again. For the first time in years she felt powerless in her job and she did not know what she was going to have to do to get it back. She did not think about leaving the company because she put in too many years, had too many stock options, and fuck it she was good at marketing. She sacrificed friends, family, and everything else to make it to where she was, and she was not going to let some fresh out of college ass hat take that away from her.How, though, was the question. She did not like the fact that his power over her has now stayed with her to her house, her bath, and her time. As she sat in the bath she was getting more and more anxious over this single fact, some, possibly, small dicked jerk was making her life complete shit.After a while she got out of her bath and decided to let the cool breeze on her balcony air dry her. Being on the 15th floor had its advantages in that no one could see her. In fact, tonight she did not care if anyone did. All she wanted to do was rest up and recharge. Her mind was racing and she wanted to get it under control. She opened her seyhan escort laptop to see if there was anything interesting on Craigslist. She loved to read those desperate people looking for sex on the site. She would laugh at the dick pics and sip her wine. It was another way that she took the edge off of a hard work week.That was when her eyes fell upon one post in particular that by the title alone she could not help but click on it and read it.Adam:Adam had gotten through life mostly by skating on his ass. He never really amounted to much in college. Hell, the only reason he got in was his dads bank account. His father never let him forget how much he had helped in through out his entire life.It was something that Adam would always learn to regret about his life was this. He never did anything right and, at least in his fathers eyes, would never do anything right. Being the only c***d in the family meant that he was pretty much set. His mother would never let his father take away his inheritance and that was a comforting thought. Just so long as he did not fuck up entirely, he was set and did not have to do much.Yet, he still felt that there was something missing in his life, and he had known it for some time. Sure, there were all the girls he fucked in college. Most of them did it cause they wanted his money. They were also the reason he was able to pass his classes. If they did not want his money they were so desperate to have a handsome boy pay even a modicum of attention to them they were willing to give him their notes, and their pussies just to help him out.Just like his dad he never respected women, and probably never would. They were there for a few things and that was it. He knew his mother put up with it just because the money was good. He was sure that she was fucking the pool boy, the next door neighbors k**, basically anything that was young, tufanbeyli escort dumb, and ready to fuck she was on it. Not that he would blame her, his dad was surely fucking every hot piece of ass that was in one of his many companies. Being rich sure does fuck with ones mind though.After so many failed attempts at finding enlightenment, like all his other friends did with Eastern Philosophy, he felt that he had to do something else. He felt maybe that if he actually had to work at something, then maybe, just maybe he would not feel like a total fuck up. With his mind made up he sat down and wrote a post dealing out what he felt he needed in his life and clicked post. Not knowing what was going to happen he left thinking that no one out there would ever reply.Susan:After clicking the link she started to read and was sucked in by the whole idea. She could not take her eyes off of it, even to take a sip of wine. As her eyes scanned the posting she started to realize how she could get what she wanted out of this. What else could she want. Here was someone begging for something, as her mind thought through it all, that she felt would help her. If not, it sure would make her feel good about it.Writing out the response was something that she had never done. She almost had to stop herself from laughing while she wrote it out. From reading this post all she could think about was how much fun this was going to be if it did pan out. If not she would be just as excited to see what kind of response she would get back if this was real.She felt a little trepidation before clicking “send” but upon doing so, it was up to the wills of the internet on if this was going to be bad or good.Adam:After having to go through so many clear spam emails his hope was starting to fade. having gotten everything on a silver platter for most of his life this was a little difficult yumurtalık escort for him to come to terms with. Sure, he could have just gone and gotten something from one of the bodies he was so accustomed to using when he was in college.Although, he had to admit that some of the funniest were the spam ones. The pictures were clearly taken from porn sites. They were too perfect and not what he was looking for. The automatic replies were fun enough, but he wanted, no, needed this to happen. This was his redemption.He had a frog in his throat when the one email that followed directions actually hit his inbox. He almost did not want to open it because there was only so much one could take before having to give up everything and just say that Craigslist was bullshit.It was not that long of an email, but it said enough to make him want to reply. Whoever wrote this was looking for the same thing that he was. He was pretty sure that was a good thing. There were no glaring spelling or grammatical errors. (Not that he would know someone else wrote his papers for him). This one did deserve a reply. Although he waited a little before sending his reply, he did not want to seem to eager. (Even though he clearly was).SusanDing. Her phone chimed 30 minutes after her initial email. She knew it was him because she was not logged into her work address and this was a fake gmail account. The reply shocked her, the person who wrote it was clearly sincere about this. She wasted no time in replying. The 30 minute wait and the few glasses of wine she had was enough to get parts of her body buzzing and her head had all kinds of thoughts that she wanted to do.CLICK —> SEND… off into the internet.AdamHis phone vibrated and the reply was shocking, all that it gave was a place to meet, tonight, and a time. His jaw almost dropped open. This was not what he was expecting but he had to give it a shot, this was moving too quickly, but he did not want to pass it up. He knew the bar and decided that it was now or never. His response was short and sweet. He described what he would be wearing and started to get ready.Not knowing what the night had in store he booked a cab and headed out the door, not knowing what was next in store for him.

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