A look of utter shock crossed his face, and I couldn’t help smiling. Before he had a chance to recover, I unbuttoned his jeans and found him already...impossibly hard, straining against the fabric of his boxer shorts. I ran my fingertip along the length of him, and he shivered for me. I leaned down and ran my lips over him through the soft, thin cotton. His breathing was already going a bit ragged, even before I freed him from the material and wrapped my hand around him, squeezing lightly at the. I held you, and Pepere held you, and Tante Kathleen held you.”“And Sharl, and Maman?”“Charles wasn’t here again that year. We didn’t see Charles much until he had ended his residency. That’s the last stage of a doctor’s education. They can get very little time off then, and you saw him more than we did. And Maman held you sometimes, mostly when you were hungry. But we all felt that Maman and Papa got to hold you when you weren’t here. So we wanted to get our chances. Charles turn is now. You. My masters seem to be preoccupied with sex! As I look at your picture, it is apparent that both of you are as pure as the new-fallen snow. While I’m certain that both of you would take marriage very seriously, and would expect to produce an offspring — possibly even two! — I am certain that my masters look on sex, not merely as being necessary for procreation, but — and please excuse me for saying this — they seem to think it’s fun! Could you believe it? I think they actually look on the sex. I kept saying sorry though, especially when she asked me why I hadn’t warned her about the weekend. Retrospectively, it had been such a big mistake. I hadn’t imagine Clara would take things that far, spurred by my disobedience. When Fiona told me she was spending her time at Kira’s, though, it felt so hard to tell her why I needed her. Even now, it wasn’t easy to admit. I’d also been made to believe nothing good would come of telling someone, and while it seemed like a silly fear now, it hadn’t.