Her life had been incredibly boring before, just day after day of the same things, now she had something new to look forward. Freedom from the keep an... all its repetitions would have been enough to entice her, but having the excitement that had coursed through her at the end of their last meeting just made it all the more enticing. Preparing for another afternoon of ‘illness’, the night before she pretended to be feeling a little sickly and to only pick at her food… really though she ate. She told me to sitquietly with my eyes closed so I wouldn't splash or get soap in my eyes.The warm towels resumed its caressing travels, but this time all over mybody. It felt sensual having the terrycloth glide over my skin.Next came a sweetly scented lotion that was rubbed on my chest, stomach,arms legs and back. I opened my eyes when she first started to apply thestuff, to voice my objection, but her finger quickly pushed against mylips and I closed my eyes again. Crissy stopped applying the. “But they are not all that I own. These are the ones with memories,” she continued stroking a particular dagger with care.“There is something that I need to tell you. Promise that you won’t laugh,” she asked, moving very close to me. Close enough that I could feel the heat coming off of her and smell her sweat. My most ancient of instincts wanted to kick in and take this female, but I resisted, as I was determined to learn what she appeared so desperate to reveal to me.“All right, shall we be. So I always say to them, "Baby, you've got a nice mouth." Or: "Sweetheart, your legs are beautiful." And before she has much time to answer it, I push the situation further, saying, "I'd like to do something with your mouth." Or: "legs." They get the message early.Then it's a simple matter of saying, "Are you willing to suck?" Or: "fuck?" And we pull off the street somewhere and do the same.Sometimes they want money for it. In fact, you'd be surprised how many cunts want money for it,.