..” Stan turned his head away, unable to meet her eyes.“It’s ok… It’s ok... You would never hurt me,” Emily said as she reached out her de...icate hand to the side of his face. His skin felt clammy and was filled with unfamiliar musculature that she did her best to ignore as she directed it back towards her.“No… I did... I can’t remember, but it was… it was so much…” He had never shed so many tears in one day. His eyes were red and bloodshot and his face felt almost sunburned it was so flush. “I. ”***They lay in bed side by side. She was still wearing her bodysuit; he had a persistent odor around his lips, and a lingering taste in his mouth. The taste and smell, so peculiar, pungeant and deep, salty, sticky and thick, were at first somewhat unpleasant but as he kept going at it, he became able to look at himself doing what he was doing, witnessing the fantasy. He had managed go beyond the shame and disgust that immediately followed his orgasm – his deflated desire; he had managed to. We went to Tirupathi and Bangalore for a week. I t was like a real honey moon for both of us. The world didn't know. But for us it was like honeymoon. We returned back after a week.The college started. Aunty bought me a Scooter despite the protests of my parents. They said you are pampering him. She smiled and said, "Look He is my son. I can afford."In the evenings, by the time I come from the college. She used to be ready and dressed up, and we went to parks and movies on the scooter. She was. Tom spent a lot of his time outside with his shirt off. Lily knew this because she passed by his house almost everyday after school to go to the store for her parents. Every Friday, Lily would go home from school with Tom Darrel and have sex with him. He paid her very well and it was always enough for Lily’s family to get by.Although, Lily’s parents had no idea what Lily was doing on Fridays, they though she worked at the small gas station down the street. Today happened to be Friday. Lily.