Just go slow and be patient. I’m sure he won’t mind you handling his junk for an extended amount of time.”Emma nodded, her eyes wide as she list...ned. Jess could tell she was thinking something else as well. Jess waited patiently for a few beats before prodding her.“Was there anything else you wanted to know?” Jess asked.“Um,” Emma said, looking away and avoiding Jess’ gaze, “can you also give me some pointers on how to, um, start things?”Jess was puzzled. “What do you mean? You guys have. I came to the place early-about midday, as my cock was really hard and anxious after an hour or so watching girls being buggered in a porn cinema. The bell tinkled weakly and miserably, and the door opened almost immediately. There was Raluca, about 19/20, smoking a long thin pencil cigarette. She was dressed in a thin housecoat and seemingly nothing else. She looked me up and down and gave a bored half-smile. “Come, baby” she mumbled in broken English.As I walked into the dark little sitting. The first lund which Ihad in my choot was my husbands. I was 24 then. I was a graduate andhad learned typing and shorthand. I was a shy person and never had aclose relationship with any boys till then. Even in college Ireceived a few love letters and some guys used to follow me, but Iwas always a reserved person and even though the attention of theopposite sex was intriguing, it never excited me much. My parentswere well off and they were looking for a guy from good family and anice job for me.. Hence, he was stuck riding a rattletrap foreign-made bike - a machine no true outlaw would be caught dead on. Moreover, and more importantly, he lacked the capacity for split-second judgment and rabid-dog brutality the outlaw life required.In his heart Robert probably knew that, but it didn't stop him from yearning for acceptance into the outlaw world he so idealized. In his mind that world revolved around the rarefied membership of the local outlaw biker gang, the Satan's Pride Motorcycle.