.. please, touch me." "Oh, fuck." All of a sudden my face was in his hands and his lips were on mine. His tongue moved in my mouth, against my own. I ...oaned into his mouth when his hands found my tits again. He started to move us backwards onto my bed, he sat down and I straddled him. I'd dreamed of sitting with him like this for days. When he moved his hands away this time, it was to undo the clasp of my bra. It fell away from my body and Matthew threw it across the room, his hands coming. I will ask?you will answer? Agreed??What could I do? I nodded said ?Yes?, dropping my gaze to my feet. She stood close in front of me, with two fingers under my chin lifted my eyes to hers. ?I would hear you say it!??Yes?I agree.? ?Good, now tell me, did you lift my panties to your nose for my scent?I was burning with embarrassment, ?Yes?.Did it excite you??Yes??Did you lick them???Yes? ?Did the taste excite you???Yes??Did you lick the stains clean???yes.? ?That’s says a great deal? I wore. The naughty men who would let their lovers spank them at night, and at first light in the morning. And the likes of the Rosalind Evans’s and Suzy Phillips’s of the village that just couldn’t say no.And what of the Lesbians?“Fuck, there must be lesbians in this village,” said Emma, out loud, her eyes still closed.There was at least one lesbian close by; the one who was watching Emma from the open doorway to ‘the snug’. The one, that was lifting up her dress and snaking her fingers into her own. “Fine, fine.” Jen rejoined her, and the two of them started toward the village road. At least, until Jen stopped, and leaned in close to Triss’s ear. “We should ask him to come home with us.”“Jen, Angela’s been dead thirty minutes. Can’t you—”“Not to sleep with, dumbass.” She looked over her shoulder back at the gargoyle, and draped her left arm over Triss’s shoulders. Ow, legs, not healed, ow. “Though, I mean, we’ve both seen him in his human form, without his shirt. He’s a sexy man. Hell,.