”“What? That makes—”“I told you, didn’t I? I told you she’d had some bad experiences. Well, I wasn’t just talking about sex. Her last ...oyfriend was, and pardon my French, an absolute fucking shit. He treated her like dirt. He cheated on her more than once. He was horrible. So as you can understand, she’s wary of getting into another bad relationship.”“She’s wary? Fuck me, Gen, does she think I’m like that? Does she think—”“Right now, until someone proves differently, she thinks all men are like. Jess and Carol rescued me. I’m at their house, drinking tea. They’ve been lovely. Not sure, I’ll ring and let you know. Bye.”“She just wanted to know I was okay,” she said as she came back in, “she’d heard what had happened.”“You told her you were in safe hands I hope,” said Jess, as she shifted sideways away from me and patted the sofa in between us, “what we all need is a group hug.”She’s a bit of an odd-ball is Jess, which is why I love her, and her unpredictability is one of those features. I glance up at him again and become so mesmerized in thinking that this man who only moments before stood in my front door now sat in front of me under my complete control as I worked the instrument that controled every move of his body and every sound from his lips.I suck and pump him more rapidly until I feel him swell and he stiffened his legs. I quickly stopped and said, "Oh please don't cum yet!" Throwing his head back and gritting his teeth me manages to hold his load until again I begin. She had been sitting on her bed, in the room that had been hers almost from birth, when there had been a tentative knock on the door. She hadn’t been expecting him, but the tentative knock couldn’t be mistaken for anyone elses. Joyously she had flung open the door and almost leaped into his arms.“Oh Ronny,” she whispered.Ronny had just held her tight as she clung to him, her face buried into his neck. She squeezed him, then let go and pulled him into her room.“Where’s Mum?” Ginny asked.“Gone to.