"Why were you so 'turned-on' by what Max was doing to me?"Dave wasn't sure how to respond, or even if he knew how or why he got 'turned-on'. He starte... to try explaining but couldn't get through it. Finally he settled for a mumbled child-like, "I just was..."Sally smiled. She didn't know why she felt so comfortable with this guy, but she did. Perhaps it was the secret they shared that created an air of exhilaration; she wasn't sure. She just knew that she suddenly felt daring around. “Come with me.” I scarcely remember the walk to her bedroom. I do know she was holding my hand and leading the way, not looking back at me. I remember the poster of Angela Davis on her wall, with her perfect afro and her defiant beauty. I noted the poster of the musical “Hair” and the small turntable on a nightstand and seeing her cheerleader uniform crumpled over a chair at her study desk and several large stuffed animals scattered here and there. Then she was back in my arms and our mouths. " Georgina didn't know what she was allowed to offer, surely anything that the men at the club could have?"It must be worth a lot coming over here with no bra on" said the stranger with a wry smile"How about a peek at what's under that dress?" the man said with his eyes fixed on Georgina's flat stomach and pert titsGeorgina was excited by the stranger perving on her with his huge erection showing though his pants, she smiled at him and made sure he saw her looking at his cock."how about a. I missed you so much and I couldn’t stand it anymore. Are you angry?’ Kissing her lips he smiled, ‘Angry? Katrina these past five months have been hell without you.’ Smiling up at him she told him, ‘I wanted to see you at the hospital, but they wouldn’t let me. They told me you were alright and that they had taken out the bullet from you, but they wouldn’t let me see you. Then they took me and placed me in some place to the west of London and last night was the first time I managed to get away..