A little groan fell past my lips as I read your response. I felt reluctant to do it, deciding perhaps I would just remain denied for today. But the insistent throbbing between my legs convinced me, perhaps just this once I could give up a little dignity. My cheeks burned as I rubbed my aching slit roughly against the corner of my bed, my jeans keeping me from the sensation I craved. My embarrassment made the arousal so much more intense. Please, please may I touch now? Please? I’ve been so good.