She rubbed her finger along my upper lipand the scent of cum filled my nose. It smelled of sex and filled my headwith images of what she had done to m...; my cock began to harden again. Mynostrils flared as I fought to keep my mouth closed against her determineddigit.She reached up and pinched my nose shut, grinning down at me. I tried topull away, to move my head. I thrashing from side to side but her grip onmy nose held firm. My struggling only caused me to use up what littleoxygen I'd had in. “Tell me you love me.” I ordered.“Uhm ... uhmmmm. Mmm. I love you.” She stammered.“Make me believe it.” I said firmly.Candace dropped her face into her hands.I could hear her sobs but I held firm.Several minutes later she lifted her head up and wiped the tears from her eyes.She took several steps forward and put her hand on my shoulder.“I love you Carter. I missed you. I’m so happy to be here with you.” She said in a soft voice.It was almost seductive.“I missed you too.” I replied, putting my. They seemed to have an expectant look about them, but it was far different from last night. This was a more normal life expectancy.I stood up and stretched again. My knees were a bit sore and I decided that crawling around on the concrete floor was a really bad idea regardless of the image it might convey. Walking to the double door and opening them, the dogs ran out and a thought occurred to me. Crawling on the concrete inside may be a bad idea, but occasionally crawling on all fours outside. Cheryl bantered on. "Do you remember when Miss Venusload told us in western history last week about the image of the sensual woman that started in the humanist traditions of the Renaissance times, last week." Yeah, so?" "I really think the emphasis all along should have been on the sensual man." "If he is a built hunk and a dreamboat like Mr. Rodmann, you got that right."*****************************When Peggy Sue got home, she felt rejected again by her peers at school. Actually Clarice had.