Riley opened the door then blinked "Miss A..." shaking his head he looked at the young girl, this wasn't Miss Allora, he must be going daft he thought... "Is Connor Breeton here?" Lexi asked, Con had told her to ask for father first then for Lady Kat, Riley shook his head "no I'm sorry Miss, Captain Breeton is not here at the moment" Lexi nibbled on her lower lip "is Lady Kat here?" Riley still staring moved closer, Lexi backed up "Lady Kat is in residence, may I say who is calling?" Riley said. The shouted congratulations and, from a couple of the junior high school kids who had been invited, "You'll be sorr-eeee." The reception line -- a never- ending line of faces and kisses and mouths uttering words she couldn't comprehend. The cutting of the cake. Everything all blur. Then Mrs. Martini again -- removing her gown -- helping her dress in a new tweed suit for travelling. A corsage being pinned to her coat.Then Dick again... meeting her in the hallway of the second floor outside her. Hard intensity. It can even box us in: one acquaintance could only orgasm by rubbing against a pillow or by topping another guy; another gent could only orgasm if he used a specific type of lube; yet another gent could only orgasm if his dick had a death grip and was stroked in a very, very particular way.Often these fixations limit us in how we enjoy each other, or even just enjoy ourselves when pleasure is in our own hand(s). It seems there may be a lot of emphasis or expectation placed on. All thoughts of propriety and reputation had fled, leaving only raw desire and palpable longing. In as long as I could remember, I'd never felt this much like myself. I was no longer playing a role, acting out the me that others thought I should be.Cassie sighed and closed her eyes, then turned her body to face me. I touched my fingers to her chin, gently lifting her head until she opened her eyes and gazed into mine. She looked terrified, uncertain, and something else - was it relief?"We.