Secondly I noticed that now her scent was way stronger, and it lured me in even closer than before. This time I decided to hold on to her right hip, s...rt of turning her body into me, while my left hand extended to meet my new found favorite thing in the world… her vagina. I quickly started stroking up and down her slit taking in the slipperiness, the textures held within, and noticing that she was really starting to breathe rapidly. For an inexperienced person, I guess I was doing alright.After. “I didn’t know that that was the type of relationship you wanted because you made it clear from the beginning you didn’t want any attachments, that all you wanted to do was enjoy life and have sex.” I replied back “When did that all change?”“I don’t know, but it did and I want more than the fucking 4 to 5 times a week. I want to know that someone – you - cares about me and would like to eventually get married.” She said.“I’m sorry darling, but that’s not me. I’m nothing but a one-legged former. Soon the noises of the building and of the streets outside were all she heard. Her first doubts had arisen shortly after she heard a door close in the distance. She had pushed them from her mind. As the minutes went by, the sounds of the building and the streets had grown less and less comforting. She had begun to sweat, then to cry very quietly. She had known tugging at the hook would only tire her out but she had tugged harder and harder again and again. Shifting her weight from foot. Surely this would be the moment I was to be exposed? Unfrocked. It was all very well playing games in the safety of Justine’s bedroom… I thought… But I was underestimating the desire of a schoolboy to get his cock sucked by a real girl; since I wasn’t a real girl, I understood that need better than any schoolgirl would have done. The blinding mist of desperation and desire rising uncontrolled from the loins… If I was Michael, I would have jumped at the chance as well: who knew what was.