It was humiliating. I considered running away but realised it was pointless so I stopped going to meals and lived on chocolate and cheap biscuits unti... my pocket money ran out. Fortunately my housemaster realised there was something going on and he managed to stop it. That meant I was ostracised by the other boys, not that I minded. I was at least left in peace.That went on until the end of my second year when it became apparent that I could play quite good hockey. I was not ostracised on the. But to sense the pleasure you derived from leading me into the room and stripping the last barrier between our bodies from your hips, that frightens me. Is this what you REALLY want? I look into your eyes. You lay there, under the silk sheets, on your side. The covers where I should lay are drawn down. I can see part of your breast as you stroke the bed. ‘Patrick…’ you say, softly, and I can see in your eyes that this is what you want. I turn away from you and slip my sweats over my bottom,. ‘Do you carry the refills for this separately?’ She presented the Clean Genie, half embarrassed to show the thing to the store’s own staff. The saleswoman glanced at the device and smiled, demonstrating considerably more self-control than Morgana could have mustered. ‘Yes, we do. Citrus, pomegranate, vanilla, honey, and Heavenly Breeze, our best seller. They’re a dollar ninety-five each.’ ‘What does Heavenly Breeze smell like?’ The saleswoman gestured at the appliance. ‘Like what you’re. "I would like too, I mean yes whatever you say" I replied. She already knew my limits I should have simple said yes."Ok then, strip," I hear a little joy in her voice, sounds like she is loosening up."Here?" I ask, "there are like 20 doors on this floor what happens if someone comes?" "So your questioning me already?" No No, I'll do it." I really did want this to happen but already my limits were being pushed. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, listening for the slightest noise, I slid my shirt.