" I felt sick and I could feel myself starting to shake. "Let me show you." No… it's OK… I get the idea, honestly."Ignoring me, she reached down a...d took hold of my balls gently. "It's something you have to experience to really understand," she said. "I want you to write about this in future, so I need you to understand." But… please, can't I just… please don't."She twisted my sack slightly and I could feel the cold metal close around the base. I heard a click and she released them, adjusting. As he bent over he heard Ashley give a low growl, “Damn, what an ass!” Finally covered, he turned back to face her and was surprised by the change in her demeanor. Whereas before she had been comforting but playful she now looked more serious and very eager. She took a step toward him and he automatically took a step back.“As your R.A. of course I can’t have sex with you, it’s in the rulebook, but maybe I could just have taste,” Ashley seemed to be talking more to herself than to Jason,. Remember, too, my traditional, conservative, Russian mom went back to work when Liz started kindergarten and my grandmother watched us during the afternoon.”“Then I suppose it’s outgoing versus demure.”I chuckled, “Because Elizaveta accosting me about not asking her out and making a good case for herself is not aggressive or anything like that! Including offering sex in a round-about way.”Clarissa smirked, “‘Figuring out how to make babies’ being the euphemism for wanting you to ravish her?”“In. I’m in dire need of a beer.”“Coming right up.”Sandy rushed off fetch his brew just as a ‘bar friend’ arrived and sat next to him.“Jake, how’s it hanging?”“Oh, hey George. It’s draggin’ on the ground a bit today.”“Sorry to hear that.”Sandy returned with a tall Yuengling Lager from the tap.“Here ya go, Jake. Now spill. What’s going on?”“I don’t want to trouble you Sandy.”“Uh ... Jake! Bartender? Listening is what we do.”Jake couldn’t help but smile. Sandy and he have become friends from his.