Maybe you don?t want any ofthose things I just talked about. Maybe I?ve got you all wrong.There?s no way of me knowing, unless we become intimate wit... each other,you understand?"I nodded again."So," he whispered, still cupping my face with his hand, "what are youthinking? Tell me what?s going through your mind, right this second."There are seminal moments in every persons? life, times of significance,that will forever be stamped indelibly into our own consciousness. Thiswas one of them for. Big bathtubs too.When they walked in the room, having stopped for a bottle of wine, Pete poured two glasses. Hilda opened with, “Wanna get naked while we talk?”Pete laughed, “You are pretty direct, aren’t you?”“Yup. Time wasted can never be regained, my momma said.”That was easily done and Pete’s interest indicator clearly signaled that he liked the ample woman he could now get a full view of. Just a quick look said he had plenty of what she wanted.Hilda got back to the topic as they sipped,. Almost as soon as she sat, her body exhaled a large gaseous bubble of air?only smell from it was the smell of sex that reminded her what the last few days had entailed. She rubbed the sore bite mark on her shoulder, loving its painful ache. She knew her back would be bruised and red, her thighs were a patchwork of flog marks all the way to her feet. She took a long pee. Some other fluids also ran freely from her. She felt somehow different as she squeezed her poop muscles. Bubbles of lube and. I envision Kaleb stripping off his clothes to join me in the shower. My mind fills in the blanks of the body I’ve never seen. . . toned arms, a hardened six-pack, the notorious V trailing from his stomach, the happy trail of light brown hair. . . I can feel myself grow wet at the thought, making it even easier to slip one of my fingers inside. I gasp. God, it’s been way too long. My mind wanders back to Kaleb as my fingers slowly pump in and out. His lips crush down on mine, his hands run.