In the few months they had been together, her words always seduced him. He was hopeless to resist that impish look on her face and her Eastern Europea... accent. He was incredibly suggestible and Lina ruthlessly exploited it. It was how he found himself here. She said she would do this to him and she did.Helpless in the black void, he felt a presence close by. He couldn’t be sure it was Lina, he didn’t recognise the scent lingering faintly in the air. Judging by its ethereal potency, he felt sure. "But you'd let somebody do it, right?" I pulled my left foot up, unbuckling my shoe."Yeah. I guess," she shrugged."It feels good, better than fingers anyway." I tossed my shoe on the floor. "You ever finger yourself?" Duh!" Jilly giggled. "Since I was like 12 probably." It's better than that," I told her seriously. I started unbuckling my other shoe."Fingerings cool," Jill nodded, watching me take off my shoe. "You wanna finger me?" Yeah," I smiled. "I ain't gonna suck you though." Yeah, I. I took a taxi and went to my brother-in-law's house. I arrived at 21:00 without warning. I rang the bell and he came to answer me.I was wearing a pink miniskirt and black blouse without a bra, smelling and without clear panties.As we wanted to break the ice he put on a song and got us two beers.We sat on the couch and it was inevitable, he said, "Are you sure what you're doing?" and I replied: “Fernando, I've seen you looking at me many times, and I've had the guys I wanted.I've been single for. After nine months, we had a party with a whole bottle of cheap champagne because we could afford a two bedroom and I could stop waking up about four times a week in the very tight grip of a body-builder having an amorous dream. I imagine she got a little tired of my morning wood getting lodged in her ass crack. We were both really fucking tired of Chipper's gas. Evidently, pasta of any kind didn't agree with him." By the end of the first year, we maybe could have afforded separate apartments....