I’m just telling you that so long as sex with ANY other woman is possible, sex with EVERY other woman is possible. THAT is what sleeping with your s...ster did to you. It rewired you.”“But I was like this before that happened?”“Before she was eleven? And you mentally consummated the relationship?”“Jesus,” I whispered.“He WAS Jewish, you know.”I laughed, “I know. And thanks for making me laugh there. But that was it?”“I think, based on everything both of you said, that you KNEW long before your. To give herself fully to me and never let the word 'NO' come from her lips.I, unlike her, have been around though. Sex, of any kind, is nothing new to me. Still, I can't wait till she gets here. I want to kiss her, which I have once before, hold her to me, run my hands up and down her body. Watch her eyes as I take her shirt off and kiss her neck and breasts. I can hardly wait, I'm so hard. I want to make it the most memorable experience she will ever have. For her never to forget it, or even. Intervals ranged fromapproximately three hours, to two days in one recent case, with resolutionoccurring either spontaneously, or via masturbation to orgasm. This historysuggests a tendency toward PSAS (Persistent Sexual Arousal Syndrome) thoughuntil recently still outside that categorisation. Analysis of herself-reported sexual history over time suggests that this margin may have beendiminishing - that is, she had been developing a tendency towards greaterintensity and persistence of arousal. His eyes traveled down her body."Mr. Miller..." Bob. You know you can call me, Bob." B-Bob, I feel really badly about... about seeing your private..." Not badly enough to stop yourself from looking at ALL of them, correct!"Bob's sudden gruffness startled both Ann and Beth. Ann let out a small groan. Bob's eyes narrowed. His hand moved back up toward Beth's face. Tears spilled from Beth's eyes once more."You saw some of me, didn't you? Some of me... naked... didn't you?"Beth nodded awkwardly..