I talked it over with my dad (he was a veteran) and after talking to him and thinking long and hard on it I decided to do it.I had a date with Betty t...e next day and after the movie we went to the Village Inn for pie and coffee. I laid it all out for her. “My job prospects suck and I don’t see how I can make enough to support us when we get married.” I explained what the Army could do for me.“You are basically going to be gone for the next four years anyway. By the time you graduate my. The next thing I knew his hands were gliding through my hair, as I looked at my husband one last time, and said, are you sure this is what you want? He replied, Yes, I want you to have sex with James! I thought to myself, ‘Have sex? This guy is hot! I’m going to make love to him, and take him deep, you fantasize of a black man impregnating me, just wait till you see this!’ I leaned forward and kissed this man’s deep black neck, and ran my hands on his back, and down to his pants right away,. The room begins swimming again as the next forbidden step comes to mind. Cradling my scrotum in my hand, I ignore the distant subconscious symphony of alarms and I carefully inhale and ask “Do you want to feel them?” Sandy squirms slightly. Neither of us can believe what’s happening this morning. And now I am offering my sister the opportunity to touch my testicles. She inhales, looking very unsettled, then stammers “Well. . . . uh, okay,” as if placating me. The symphony warbles away beneath. The nights passed quickly and Clementine scaled heights of love she had never dreamt of in all her short, active and eventful life."Do you want to be whipped, darling?" asked Clemmy one morning as the waking pair gazed lovingly at each other, still exulting in having each other's beloved faces to see immediately after waking. Clemmy stroked the hair away from Viola's forehead and kissed it, before going down to that lovely mouth and sweet tongue whose cunning witchcraft had so inspired her just.