I could live with quiet around him. There was one thing I had learned as a result of my time with Nick, there didn’t need to be noise or conversatio... or something to distract the senses. At first, it was a surprise. He could be very quiet while reading, playing with Harley, occupied around the house, the yard, or the garage. It wasn’t always about me and him, he wanted me in his life but that meant his life and his life wasn’t about doting on me constantly. I found that I like that and it was. I am a 23 old Mechanical student, doing my pg. I hail from Mangalore, staying in Pune since five years. I look average and I am quiet shy at times. I was always fond of interacting with girls in college, but I was only comfortable with my guys. I knew I had that devil inside me, and it works only behind the curtains. I admit I have nurtured a bad habit of checking out women inch by inch. Staring and imagining naughty is my hobby. I feel bad for it at times, but its normal I guess. I often. What is it he used to say? Oh, yes. 'The object in battle isn't to die for your lord... '" ... it's to make the other poor bastard die for his lord," Shasta broke in with a giggle. "I don't know how many times he used to say that. A quote from some famous warrior who used to fight inside armored water carriers, or something like that. I never did understand what he was talking about." I'm not sure Dent ever really understood that either, dear," Nesho said with a smile. "But the idea is still. She gaspedfor air. And then, for the first time in her life, shefelt the fluttering, shuddering, insanely intense gut-shaking waves of orgasmic release.Maud huddled in her bed, her breasts tingling andher vagina wet, wondering why she had ever agreedto the terms of Aunt Martha's will. It, the glow,now hovered at the other side of the bedroom, as ifwatching and waiting. "Go away!" she yelled. "Letme sleep." The glow disappeared, as if through thesolid masonry of the tower, and, almost.