For a moment, he could not even hear his own breathing. But the image of the laughing spirit of the well was firmly imprinted in his mind.He gradually...became aware of the sounds around him—his heart beating, his breathing, the rustle of leaves in the breeze, the distant chirp of a bird. Then came the intonations of the old man, still softly chanting above him. Doc rose on an elbow to look around. The sun was well up now. It was later in the morning than Doc liked to begin traveling. They would. I wondered if I’d made a mistake, but recognized it was too late to do anything about it. ‘Look, Steven, there’s a reason we can’t be together. I don’t even know how to start to explain it to you. I do love you,’ and my voice cracked, just slightly, as I admitted it again, ‘but I can’t be with you. I want you to make love to me. You’ll understand after, I promise. I need you to trust me, just for a little while.’ I steeled myself and met his gaze, his eyes searching my face. The frown and deep. The prince was slurping.“If Stephan may go free,” said Rose.“Frederick, what do you say to this?” said the queen.“Why aren’t there more flies in my soup?” said the prince.“Frederick!” said the queen.“Oh,” said the prince, “Yeah, sure, she’ll do. Leave the boy in one piece, I suppose.”“My dove,” Stephan said, “don’t do this. I’ll die a happy man, and all the happier knowing you’re free from that little wanker.”“Stephan,” Rose said, drawing close to him. “I shall treasure the memory of you every. .. was it twenty-six?" Lila burst out laughing only a second before Janet did, because they both knew that was only the first lick. Janet's hands came down and grabbed handfuls of Lila's hair. Her legs came up, and her thighs caressed Lila's cheeks. The next lick penetrated deeper into her wetness, and Janet pulled her knees further up, giving Lila full access. Lila's tongue dipped deeply into her, and her response was exactly what Lila'd hoped for, a deep groan of satisfaction. Pulling back.