“Lucy I can’t,” Kerry couldn’t deny that the feeling was amazing. Different, but amazing all the same. “It’s ok,” Lucy whispered, her li...s were millimetres away from Kerry’s ear. “Relax, let me make you feel better. Let me treat you the way you deserve.” Lucy stroked her face gently then put a finger under Kerry’s chin to bring them face to face again. Kerry’s mind, and heart, was racing but her body was betraying her, she wanted to stop, but oh god she wanted to carry on and allow this. He loved her intimate odor and taste. But he loved her responsiveness most. Her climax in his arms, evoked by his mouth, was as erotic an experience for him as any climax of his own had ever been. He lay for a moment with his head on her lax thigh, then he moved beside her to snuggle against her as she recovered.Their silence held more love than she could express, but she tried: "I love what you do with me. I thought that you had made me come alive when we talked. I wasn't alive before I was in. " Indeed? Then your father ought to have met with you on the road, for it is exactly the same route which he himself took, and that is how we have been able to trace your journey to this place." But," said Andrea, "if my father had met me, I doubt if he would have recognized me; I must be somewhat altered since he last saw me." Oh, the voice of nature," said Monte Cristo."True," interrupted the young man, "I had not looked upon it in that light." Now," replied Monte Cristo "there is only one. . you can't stay here." My world shattered like a broken mirror into a thousand pieces. My c***dhood friend, LONG before I knew I was gay, we had been through so much together, always there for eachother and he was dropping me because his girlfriend hates gay men?! "How can you do this to me?! After EVERYTHING we've been through together! I fucking...!!!!!" I yelled, but I couldn't finish, because a hand had slammed down on the phone cradle so the connection was broken. For the record, I would.