" Oh, hell, Jackie, all right, yes." She still sounded exasperated but her voice was firm. "Yes, I trust you." All right, then. Get some sleep. I'll c...ll you tomorrow after I wake up, which may be late. If I still can, of course, but I think I can keep clear." That's it?" Her voice rose. "Go to sleep? That's the kind of thing you say to a child, never mind, dear, just go to sleep, sweet dreams, it'll be OK in the morning. Dammit, Jack, I'm not a child!" I know, I know," I said in as mollifying. I've got spots. I expect my breath smells awful. And you look wonderful. Don't you care. Doesn't your wife's death mean much to you. A wife who loved you enough to make sure that there was someone to love you when she died. Because she didn't want you to suffer the loneliness that had hit her when Andrew was killed."In fact," he startled me, half turning to look at me, "you'd probably better start again. Would you mind? I know you can do really good work and that isn't anywhere near your best. Experience told him he would need all his strength, his being the only cock for a change, he had no idea how accurate that thought was.The next hour passed like a flash, the ladies giving him a show to raise any tired pecker, kisses, tongues, fingers, vibrator, even a butt plug, he was happy to watch, letting them wear off their first rush of lust. The climaxes when they arrived, awesome, noisy and spectacular, Julie being a squirter.Sated they took a drink, getting their breath back, re-arming. Una cosa che avevo notato dei vari uomini arabi con cui erostat* era che, all'apparenza, erano tutti duri e autoritari, ma poi aletto diventavano incredibilmente dolci e passionali. Ayad non eraun'eccezione: a un certo punto cominciammo a baciarci appassionatamente,e io, dal modo in cui mi teneva fra le sue braccia, ebbi la nettasensazione che lui volesse, da subito, trattarmi come una donna. Questosuo modo di fare toccava in me corde molto profonde: avevo 12 anni laprima volta che, nelle mie.