“Kayhan Kahlor. He’s an Iranian classical musician.”“You don’t say,” I mumbled. “Do you know what they're playing or what they're singin... about?”“No,” she said. “And I don’t think I need to. I can feel the emotion without knowing the words. Its beauty is in the music, and the way they’re playing. I don’t need to know exactly what they’re saying.”I gave a small smile, feeling the heat from her body next to mine. “Besides,” she continued. “It can be fun to speculate on what I think it’s about. I. I just wanted that wonderful implement insideme, deeper and deeper, thrusting and thrusting, forever and forever. Myinternal muscles reached out and pulled it into the centre of my body,into my soul, my core. It seemed to expand and fill me and I wrappedmyself around it. My legs too wrapped around her body, pulling herinwards. I thought I would split but I contained it and although itswelled and swelled, somehow I was in control, and then it sort ofsurged and released its contents and my body. You have been lying to me and cheating on me for long enough. Tonight I am going to teach you the error of your ways.” “What do you mean lying? I have not lied to you,” she said but I could see fear in her eyes as she said it. “All summer you told me that you loved me. Right?” “Yes,” she answered. “You told me you were faithful to me and couldn’t wait to get back and be with me. I know that during the whole time you were with your high school lover and fucking him on a regular basis.” “John,’”. . I would love to help you in any way that I can." It wouldn't be right," Mary said, staring at me. Her blue eyes were so gorgeous!Adriana wiped the tears from Mary's cheeks. "You know Simon would do anything for you, Mary! You know why!"Mary blushed."It wouldn't be right," Mary whispered to Adriana.Adriana glanced at me."He's a man," Adriana said.I repeated her words mentally to Mary--adding a little zing."You know he wants you. Desperately!" Adriana leaned over and kissed Mary's neck."You.