”“There’s lots more.”I wasn’t going to survive. This was different from with Jennifer. This wasn’t a connection of two souls. This was ero...ic. Intense. Pure sexuality. But given in love by a young woman that I loved as well. This was love being expressed without words.This was somehow different from Birgit or Jennifer, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. All of a sudden I was scared. Now I was the one who was afraid. I was the one who felt like bolting from the room. If I went through. I looked positively pornographic. I whimpered at how helpless and humiliated I felt, but I got no sympathy from the prison guards. And then one of the guard said, ‘Prisoner, now you need to thank Lauren for shaving you.’ If I were smart I would have taken note of the fact that I was naked with my wrists bound helplessly behind my back and that my thighs were in the iron grip of two very strong women and that I was in a very vulnerable position and that I was in no condition for getting mouthy. That one was intense. Give me a little time to recover,” she managed to get out. “Then I will get back to you.”I rolled on my back. She quickly moved next to me putting her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around her. She whispered in my ear, “We have to be careful not to wake Emily. After I couldn’t get you to your apartment last night, I realized I had never paid you for watching Emily.”I started to object but she put her fingers to my mouth. “Shhh,” she said. “This is your payment.. Soon, it became December and during my finals for the semester, I was focusing on my studies. I had one exam left and we had a small family gathering. I didn't want to socialise all that much (During my teenage years, I felt the most undeserving hate towards my family, as I thought I knew everything and was a wise-ass but that changed few years down the line). I came to the kitchen and saw marrissa chilling by herself making the tea and coffee as I go past her and reach up for a plate to have.