She shied away, repulsed. “It’s good, Cloud, trust me.” He guaranteed, pressing his palm to her lips. She hesitated, but flicked her tongue out,...tasting his salty seed. “See?” He grinned, watching as she lapped it up. “You’ll be such a wonderful slave, Cloud.” He smiled at her, and realized just how disappointed he truly was that she was still pure. If it weren’t for that he might have been able to convince Petrovsky to let him keep her. But she was worth too much, and Jack knew it was. It is the most giving way I can share myself… completely open… completely free. It is not for everyone, not what everyone wants, but it is right for me. Do you understand? I asked gently. So you actually like sex? he asked. Laughing I said Of course I like sex. It is one of my favourite things. I concluded smiling. Why do some girls make such a big deal about it? Patrick asked. Think of what you called them… Girls… they are too young and too unsure of what they want. They need time to. I didn’t get to talk to Martina today, but I plan to hopefully spend time with her this weekend. Hopefully I can talk to her tomorrow for a bit before school starts. I am shaken from my thoughts when the door slams open and I cringe. Jenny walks in my room, closes the door, and lays on my bed making herself at home.“So, Martina on the heart you have, is ‘The Martina’,” Jenny asks as I sigh getting ready for her interrogation. “Her mother owns the new Italian restaurant that we went to. In cases like that, and like yours, the problems clearly outweigh the benefits.”“Those are real concerns, as we can all attest, but there’s never been a large enough, or widely organized, protest over it. Knowing you can’t bond with anyone else prevents most from trying, so they put it out of mind and get on with their lives. Even in our case, where we’re largely shunted aside by those still with their bond-mates, it’s easier continuing on without, since the idea of finding someone as ideal is.