“Because she’s my friend and I wanted her to come ok.” I could hear the restrained anger in Wishes voice and I hurt for her. I wanted to go to h...r, to offer her my support but I thought that would probably make things worse.“Fucking hell Chez! You’re spending so much time with that fucking bitch everyone’s going to think you’re turning into a fucking dyke as well!”“Yeah well maybe I am!” Wishes had lost her temper now and her voice rose in pitch. “Maybe I am a fucking dyke Mark. All I know is I. Then the pounding on the front door started. And then the sound of Jeff’s angry voice. I was so scared, still healing from the last beating. Then all the noise stopped. I was sure the sight of the neighbor’s had run him off, but more sure that he was just looking for a way into the house. It was then that I remembered that I had opened the window a crack, to let the smoke out which was caused when I had first started the fire. I hurried over to it, but then the lights flickered and went out. I. When her neck moves over my mouth, I give it quick kisses.Charisse reaches my breast and kisses my nipple. Her nipple touches my lips, I kiss her nipple. We both suck the nipple before us, swirling our tongues over them. As Charisse kisses her way to my mound, my lips kiss her silky, smooth skin as she moves over me. With her mound gently touching my mouth, Charisse gently moves us on our sides.Our heads rest on one another's leg. My other leg is across Charisse's shoulder, bent at the knee. "You’ll tear me open with that thing! We're going to have to take things very slowly, aren't we?" He remembered clearly how good that simple exclamation had made him feel. The sex that followed had been slow and careful and Paula had been tight and wonderful. But he now mostly understood why so many girls had felt so tight around him and frightened by him, and that he must be careful to avoid hurting them. Tonight though, he had found Paula impossible to resist any longer. He had been locking.