“Yes,” I said quietly, turning my head from him. Surprisingly, he said nothing further. Instead, he spent a few minutes kissing my breasts, findin... my mouth on occasion. Then, his mouth still exciting my nipples, a hand slid down over my stomach, teasing my navel for a second, then slowly, smoothly entered my panties. My God, we must have been at this for an hour. Whatever would have made me so unprepared that I would cry out and buck my body when I felt his fingers enter my very wet slit. But. Jason now had the answer he had been wanting for the last several years. We arrived at the hotel as Jason followed us up to our room. My wife went into the bathroom to change as Jason undressed down to his briefs. A few minutes later my wife came out of the bathroom totally naked just like she did several years ago in front of Jason. This time was different as my wife’s eyes were glued to Jason’s briefs. His cock had filled them out significantly. She went right up to Jason and kissed him as. ’ ‘I was screaming too. I thought it was all my fault… I was sorry… I didn’t mean to be bad. Mum just gathered me in her arms and held me…’ I watched as she sat staring at her glass, lost in her thoughts. I must admit I was misting up. I mean at least I was on the cusp of adulthood before my life went to rat shit. I took a sip of my wine and said, ‘If this is too difficult…’ Erica smiled sadly at me, ‘No, it’s good. I’ve never told anyone about this before… I think it’s helping to talk about. And Donne, I should say, is a master. I'm sure a girl as beautiful as you are is no stranger to the attentions of romantic men." But I don't understand what he's saying," Mia protested, flushing slightly at the compliment. "I've taken the poem apart and I've researched every reference, but it doesn't... it doesn't work." I see. Don't be alarmed, it's not an uncommon problem faced by students for whom English is a second language. We can dissect and analyse, but the poem wields a subtle magic.