I was hoping you'd share my bed again, even move into my room after we reach London."Patty's face grew flushed even as her nipples visibly turned hard...underneath her dress. "I'm not some SAPHIST POOFTER, Lady Stalwart!"Jane looked sad as she gazed at her friend. "I'm afraid you might be just that Miss O'Toole. I fear the COCK's effects may be permanent. I still like men, but at the same time I want to take you in my arms and kiss you again. Judging by your body's reactions, you feel it also." I. With one leg on the be d, I felt totally opened. Myskirt was covering only one of my thighs. I knew at one level when I came into this room I might – no,probably would – have intercourse – fuck – with someoneother than Tom for the firs t time. This was the next step.I knew all of that, and decided my skirt was kind of thelast shield between me and him. If it went, I was even morecommitted to this. I thought of Tom, downstairs, and ouracting out in the car, and relaxed. Other times I’m like, well, at least it’s working for somebody. Maybe the rest of us can get there some day.”Paul nodded. This was a lot for a nine-year-old to try and digest. But his father had something else to talk about.“What’s all this in the news about Paula being your girlfriend? About the two of you living in the woods like the Blue Lagoon?”“Blue Lagoon? What’s that?”“ ... the news saying that Paul’s your boyfriend? Sometimes they even call him your, your lover.”It was an hour and a. Even as the tidal wave washed over him, hecould not stop staring into the bug-eyed face of that man. He became allmen, all voyeurs, himself as a teenager looking at Playboy centerfolds,himself in awe when his first girlfriend allowed him to see her barebreasts, and he imagined what he and Keela looked like to the unbelievingeyes of the man he faced.Keela had been the most buxom, the sexiest woman Al had ever seen in hislife, and she had probably been based upon the sexual fantasies of.