" She paused, trembled, and added in a breathy voice, "It makes me look like an innocent schoolgirl even though we all know how slutty I am."Heather s...ghed. "Sorry."Melinda shook her head as she pulled the stocking into place. She ran her hands along the smooth material in a slow, sensual glide, uttering a husky sigh with the words, "Forget it."The renewed sense of sympathy for Melinda's plight helped push back Heather's illicit desires. "Something I don't understand, Melinda. I didn't think. One arm was relaxed, over her head. The other was across her belly, as she slept.I was laying on my right side. My head was propped up in my right hand, my elbow between the big feather pillows, as I watched Amy sleep.Her short, regrowing hair, spilled onto the pillow beneath her head.She was a beautiful woman.Her beauty caused me to pause, not wanting to wake her, yet wanting her to hold her once again.I elected to spend the time before her awakening, enjoying looking at her. I drank in her. Wee Jay with the big muscles.He handed me a hundred,and said "usual love,get them out".Before I could say anything smart,he pulled down his trousers,together with his undies ! I was shocked,but said nothing.He stripped fully,then put one of our white towels around him.I was bright red,but told him to lie down.He did.face up.I rubbed him for about five minutes,and started on his legs.AsI got near the top,I could see him get bigger and bigger.Suddenly he whipped off the towel and jumped up saying. Or better yet, the moment when a man's tongue works you so fucking close that you're vibrating. But still, it's not broken open yet, and the seconds stretch into eternal damnation. You're terrified it'll never come. So you reach down, and all it takes is one sliding caress for all the tension you've ever held to escape in a single loud gasp.The gift emerged in high school as a constant tension in my chest, this dull pressure between my eyes. Mr. Thomas Crollenburg, my school counselor, said,.