I look down along your body and stare at the shape of my hand beneath the material of your knickers. I slide my soaked fingers slowly from inside you ...nd we share the taste with our tongues. I start to kiss my way around your soft, perfumed neck, across your smooth shoulders, slowly and softly moving south. I take the flesh of your breast in my hand and mould it gently, before lowering my mouth onto your stiff nipple, sucking and squeezing like I want to get your whole breast in my mouth. I. The inability to achieve orgasm was bad enough, but that hunger for sex was terrible. Infected people were instructed to pair up and have sex when they felt the urge. Where the ratios weren’t perfect a man could satisfy several women or vice versa. Nuns and monks could be celibate no more. Where same-sex groups got infected, a few people of the opposite sex would be recruited to meet their needs.In the early days, when the forty-seven men on an oil platform started going crazy, they sent. ... remove the robe .... move out to the patio... lie on your back ... spread your legs... commence your workout .." As i unbelted the robe i shrugged it off my shoulders letting the silk garment slide down my body to the floor and walked out on to the patio i looked up to the window where he had spied on me before. He stood there naked and hard.I did as instructed by the boy next door, i started with my pull ups . I jumped up with arms high grabbing the bar worked my hands spreading them. The image stayed with her all day, it was disturbing. Perhaps she was the one. She had to be sure. The Sisterhood was no joke. Neither was the rod a simple phallic symbol or sexual toy.It had been in her research for her masters degree that she had stumbled upon the reference to the ancient manuscript. At first she thought it was a quaint folk tale.The reference referred to a book long hidden in an unknown world. A book which contained the long hidden secrets of something called "The.