”“Did you have an orgasm in your fantasy?”“Yes.”“Would you like to finish the story in the book? Maybe we can stop now.”“No. I mean, y...s. I want to finish reading the story.”“Okay. I’ll let you finish. More stories have different perversions where the woman is ordered to perform in front of others. Would you like to read them?”“If you want me to.”“That’s not what I asked. Do YOU want to read those stories?”June paused before answering. “Yes.”“Are you embarrassed by admitting. Mike remembered reading that people thought Oliver Stone's movies were factual. 'Oh my people!!!'Mike had long been interested in Arabic culture because of the influence it had on Europe. Virtually all the writings of the Greeks, the basis of our Western drama, philosophy, and literature, had been lost in Europe and were restored to the Europeans through the Arabs. He stopped at one shop that had brassware: lamps, hookahs, cymbals, bells; you name it. He picked up several and they were thin and. I reached out and stroked her cheek affectionately. "It's all right, dear," I told her. "Go ahead and ask me." Well ... why did you kiss me like that?"I withdrew my hand and sighed. I had wondered whether she would even remember it, or if she did, if she would want to talk about it."You're right," I said. "I shouldn't have done it." That's not what I meant," she hurriedly insisted. "It's all right. You can kiss me like that if you want." Really?" I asked, surprised."Really," she confirmed. "I. “Paula!” Tina shouts when she sees me.“Oh good, you are finally here!” Meredith seems thrilled. I find this odd. I’ve had sex with Meredith and Nick only once after the incident at her house and it didn’t turn out well. I think it was mostly me. I was nervous and felt insecure. I didn’t respond well to Meredith and this made her leave. Nick and I finished but I think this only pissed Meredith off more.“Hey guys!” I address both of them then turn to Tina, “What brings you to the shack of Satan?”.