‘Now, I have questions.’ ‘Shoot.’ ‘Does your proposition mean you get to feel me up one time or every time I come over?’ ‘Every time you...are at my table, – if I want to.’ ‘Does this offer just entitle you to feel my legs, or more?’ ‘More.’ ‘What more?’ ‘Anywhere my hand can reach under your little plaid skirt.’ ‘Not between my legs.’ ‘Yes, between your legs. – But I won’t force my hand anywhere that’s not readily accessible.’ The girl seemed embarrassed and her face had a bit of a flush to it.. After a couple hours I start to want to suck the cock again. I go to thewall and push the button and nothing happens. I wait and nothing. Ibegin to cry and sit down on my bed. I don't understand. I need the cum.I need it. It's like an urge down in my gut my stomach starts to ache.I pour myself another glass of water using my sink and go back to theTV. I masturbate and it alleviates me some, but I have pushed the buttonabout a 1000 times now and nothing is happening. I am very sad thatnight as I. After lunch we headed for the airport where I would take a shuttle flightto Paris. Barbara and I parted but we still had one more chance to betogether as I had a one day layover in London on my return home fromGermany.It was a quick and uneventful flight to Paris. I retrieved my luggageand passed through customs without any problems. A taxi took me to thesmall hotel I was booked at. After checking in I followed the sameroutine as I had in London, a walk around the area, a late dinner at. Do you understand Lena, everything!’ He was so intense it was almost frightening. His fingers were digging into my arms as he held me, his emotion was raw, painful. It was then, suddenly and after all this time, that I finally realized how strong his love was and I wondered whether mine could match his. What a power I had! My heart went out to him, this wonderful man. I mustn’t doubt him any more! I looked at him and said very seriously, no tears now, ‘I do understand now. I’ve hurt you again!.