My body yearned for his. My body knew his body and his desire, just as he knew mine.I feel him close now. My body always knew when he was close. I gre... even wetter, and now my sex even tingled at the thought of what he prepared for me. I couldn't utter a sound, because he gagged me. The curtains that hung close to the bed were very heavy. They didn't even show hints of what was on the other side, but I knew he stood by the bed. His hands were ready to pull them open. His manhood stood very long. I don't know. I really don't understand it." You keep bringing up a comparison with Shawn. Why do you think you do that?"The question made Sheryl grin, and William quickly asked, "So what are you thinking about? Why did that question make you smile?"It took a moment for Sheryl to get over the embarrassment of actually telling the doctor what she was thinking. Although she'd wondered what he'd say about it before, actually talking about it was different."Well," she slowly began. "I'm always. I felt a little guilty sitting there as when the guy finished in the bathroom he headed to the kitchen and began doing some dishes and wiping down the counters. I tried to reach the girls again but to no avail. I then asked the young guy if he minded if I looked around the place, he told me to help myself as no one else was home. I was pretty impressed at how neat and organized everything was, not something I expected of three college girls living together. All the beds were made there were no. It made its presence obvious for all Jim’s attempts to hide it. I was extremely agitated, feeling myself growing wet between my upper thighs and trembling. I saw a rose I had not noticed before that had come into full bloom, it was a beautiful deep red with white tips on its petals. I called out to Jim, ‘I haven’t seen this before, what’s it called?’ ‘I-I-It’s a n-n-new s-s-strain my per-parents have…have developed,’ he replied. ‘It’s lovely, but what’s it called?’ ‘I’ve cer-called it, Lovely.