You in?’We took a taxi to the George Cinq.Elisabeth and Pierre were chatting. But it was all secondary, like background noise to the whirring though...s being batted about in my mind.The joint and the champagne had me in a pleasingly spaced-out daze. Half cut, I stared out the cab window and watched the soft blur of buildings and passing Parisian traffic merge into a streaking art deco ensemble that would forever be unique to my own consciousness. Late afternoon had succumbed to early evening.. She laughed at me saying after shower before changing to dry clothes and stopped the conversation. I felt embarrassed without replying anything. She laughed and said I’ve seen you couple of time from my terrace don’t worry no one else can see you and I am not gonna say any one, I smiled and kept silent. She said me she gonna teach some tips to comb women hair and asked me pull and comb all her hair to front. I did as she directed and now i am literally holding her hair in hands and combing. I hesitated for a second. I pushed a bit of saliva (my tongue was dry from the excitement and nervousness) onto my tongue and started to lick the stain off her gusset. I kept licking until the stain was gone, swallowing the mix of saliva and her dried juices. Meanwhile, I wasn't even hard, but I was so turned on I came anyways spilling a teaspoon of built up cum into my hand and onto the panties. I don't know if you've ever cum while soft before, but it kind of hurts! Not wanting to get caught,. She suffered for a day or two before going to the doctors. Naturally, the doc hadn’t a clue about the real cause, but she was given some cream, which she hid in her handbag. I hadn’t fixed all her tampons, otherwise she might have made an association when her period ended. When I came back from football she was sitting on the settee with a face like thunder. ‘You bastard! Who is she?’ ‘Huh?’ ‘You’ve given me a dose of syphilis! Who is she? I’m going to take you to the cleaners! I’ll take you.