I like who you are, Rachael. I like your personality. I like being with you. I like making you smile, and when you laugh I feel good. I like looking a... you. You’re so damned beautiful and you have eyes of mystery that draw me deeper.”I paused again, pondered it, then said, “You’re the most exciting young lady I’ve ever met. I wish I could have met you when I was young. I would have been hooked. I am hooked.”Rachael sighed quietly, “Kay.” She moved her butt against me and added, “Can I feel. My lips moved from her lips to her earlobes, sucking and licking them intermittently, the tip of my tongue trailing down her body to her chest, I pulled down her bra, a huge mound of her boobs was revealed, I sucked round her areola before slapping my tongue back and forth over her nipples.As my tongue continued sucking and licking, the nipples began to harden, she began to moan, pulling my body deeper into her body, I pulled down the bra on the other side of her boobs, and moved my mouth to. I think it’s fair to say she indulged me in my fetish but made it clear that she wanted me to want her, not just her in satin.Although my fantasy of her with other men was growing in intensity by the day, I was terrified that she would think I was weird so I did all I could to keep it to myself and managed to do just that for about eighteen months until, that is, we went to Venice for a long weekend.On the second evening, we were there was her birthday and I had booked us a table at a famous. The line was finished last year, what? That would've been 1955? The prisoners had built their own huts, using timber from the forests, and lived on the meagre supplies the GULAG gave them.But now that the railway was finished at least they could go out and fish in the river. Sometimes they'd lay traps for game; they all did, even the guards; anything to counteract the unrelenting tedium of men stuck in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do.John flickered like a distant beacon of hope to.