My answer seems to have been good enough for her not to question what I meant. I on the other hand knew that I didn’t just think she’s perfect for the part of leading lady in my play. No to me, she’s perfect in everyway.

I told her that if she wanted to stick around and talk for awhile, that it’d be fine with me, but she said she said, “I’d love to ,but I can’t I have to work to make the money that’s going to finance this dream of mine.”

She’s gone now, and I’m just sitting here in my chair staring at her headshot, trying to process all of today’s events, trying to decipher their meanings, studying her face very closely, and making sure that I’ll never forget what she looks like. No matter what great images I’ve seen in my lifetime, even when I’ve seen a lifetime’s worth of great images even I lose my memory, I hope that hers is the last memory that I forget.

By the time, I was able to take my eyes off her glorious image it was dark outside leaving me to wonder how I managed not being locked in the building. Anyway, the important thing is that I didn’t. Although, I could think of far worse fates than having nothing better to do than sit and look at her picture until morning when they open again. Nevertheless, I was able to grab my things and leave.

Now I’m laying here in bed still trying to figure out what this all means. What is this hold she has on me? Will she ever hold me? I have no idea how I managed to utter a word. As soon as I saw her, I went on autopilot or something. The only thing I remember doing is looking at her. The only thing I remember hearing is her voice. Whatever I said must’ve come to me out of pure instinct because Spencer was my every thought. She could’ve made me do anything she wanted her hold on me was so strong, and apparently, it still is…

Without thinking, I got out of bed, went over to my bag, got Spencer’s headshot, and pinned it to my bulletin board, which is on the wall above my bed. It’s in the perfect position for me to be able to look at it straight on from my bed. After pinning the picture to the bulletin board, I pulled back my red silk comforter and its matching sheet and climbed back into bed.

At first, I just stared intently at the photo marveling at her beauty as I had before. Then I began playing with my breasts over my wife beater. One hand started to make its way slowly down my body to my underwear while the other still played with my breasts. I began stimulating my vagina over my underwear with my fingers to warm up. In no time, I could feel myself starting to moisten. Now I knew I was ready. I pulled myself up farther in the bed and removed my shirt exposing bare breasts. Then, I laid down flat on my bed again. My hands reassuming their positions, but this time when my hand traveled downward it went under my panties.

Normally I like to close my eyes and imagine that I’m having sex in an exotic location when I pleasure myself, but this time I kept them open because I couldn’t imagine anyone at any location being better than her.

Oh my God! It’s never felt this good before not by me or with a guy! My panties are soaked so I take them off. It feels so good lying naked on silk, staring at Spencer’s picture, hoping that if I stare long enough she’ll come out of the picture and be lying on top of me! I swear I can hear her voice telling me she wants me to cum for her! I want to so bad! I want her to make me cum! Oh Spencer! Yes! Dear God Yes! I’m going to cum! Oh, fuck yeah Spencer! Oh! Oh! Mm! Uh! Uh! Yeah! Aw!

That was fucking incredible! If that was so good, I wonder what the real thing would be like? Mm! If I keep thinking like that, I’m going to be ready to go again!

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I’m no fool, I know fairytales aren’t real, but that’s never stopped me from looking for my prince charming. I’m a hopeless romantic, I’ve always hoped for love at first sight, but I never dreamed it would be a girl. Can it be? Is the prince I’ve been searching for really a princess? Oh Spencer Carlin, my life was so much easier until I saw you.