He kept on pressing his lips and I denied his kisses initially. But he started forcing his tongue inside my mouth. He said” I love your pink lips”...and I slowly parted my lips for his entry. Both our mouths smelt of alcohol and hence we didn’t realize it.He continued to munch on my mouth, lips, sucking my tongue and rolled his tongue with mine. Now, his eyes fell on my chest. I have a smooth, fair boyish chest with big nipples and areola. He said, ” I want to eat your boobs now”. I kept on. Irmgard dropped him off at his apartment at four o'clock. She came up to his apartment for a cup of coffee and some flirtatious, still tentative petting. She liked his apartment, especially the beauty of the beech forest outside the wall-to-wall window.She was sorry, Irmgard said, that she could not stay. Her eleven-year-old son was during the working week, in the evenings and nights, in the care of her mother. Weekends and weekend evenings she wanted to spend with him. She cooked his favourite. So I grew up thinking that it was somehow my fault, that I had done something wrong. I think I could help children in the ways that I wasnt. almost as if it were an afterthought, she continued Thats who I was supposed to meet, you know. I had never met him before and I thought that maybe we could meet and become close. Maybe have that father/daughter bond that every child should have. I guess not though. With this, she became silent and I let a decent amount of time pass before I said anything. But I would like to take your picture, please.”She smiled and nodded, and I retrieved my camera from the cabinet. We walked out to the garden and I asked her to sit on the bench. I snapped several pictures, then we went back into the cottage so I could put the camera away. I did so, then took her by both hands.“«Aishiteru», Sakurako-chan,” I said softly.“«愛してるわ» (aishiteru wa), Steve-chan.”“Will I see you in the morning?”“Yes. I will make box breakfasts for you and Hiroshi to eat on the train..