"I... it's late for you to be heading home." He explained. "And... you should have a bed for the night, you need it." He held up a blanket. "I'll slee... here..." No!" she clutched at his arm, pulling him against the thin material of the towel. "Please... don't leave me alone... I... I need someone to talk to." O... Ok..." he assured her, and led her to the door. "You get changed, I'll be right here." He stood still, closing the door and leaning his back against it, tears in his eyes as he. "I think I'm in love with you. Please, make love to me. Please Tom."I groaned and threw the covers back. Sitting up, I reached out and drew my hand down her beautiful face."Tell me, Clarissa."She sighed. "Okay, I turned eighteen two weeks ago. I'm sorry I'm not older. I'm sorry I'm not the woman you need."Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked at me, her face mirroring the pain she felt. I crushed her body to mine and held her head close to me as she cried. I whispered how sorry I was, how. She had on a short skirt and a see-through blouse with a half bra which made her breasts look even larger. She wore high heels. Perhaps Shella had told her there were a fetish of mine. “Hello, please come in” Maddie said and she and Shella embraced “I am so glad to finally meet you Brian. I have heard a lot about you”.We all went into the lounge and three glasses of white wine were already on the coffee table. Shella and I sat on the couch and Maddie sat in a lounge chair opposite. When she sat. “Remember how upset you were when I forced my mouth overyours and pushed all of the come into you so that youwere choking and swallowing and sneezing it out all atthe same time. Then you ran to the bathroom and retchedfor 10 minutes. I just said that I wanted to try it onetime, and I promised I’d never do it again.”“How could I forget that?” he said. “It was horrible.”“Well, what I didn’t tell you was that Joan had told meabout doing that..