“I would never hurt you.”“I know.”Jason sat down on the edge of the bed, maybe four feet from Lauren, still dressed as he was at dinner -- sla...ks, shirt, jacket -- except for the tie.“Lauren, if I were standing in front of you, what would I be doing? Don’t answer. Show me.”Her hands unclasped slowly then moved from behind her and down her hips. Touched by hands turned to touch by fingertips across the tops of her thighs, then slightly in.Just her nails dragged up the inside of Lauren’s silken. She was a very pretty young one, slim and petite with a happy smile and sparkling eyes, and she smelled good which made me think of my own condition."Pleased," I said "But I've just come in from an evening of street tramping, tobacco smoking and liquor drinking so I likely smell something awful, and I'm tired out and doubt that I'm in any shape to do any woman much benefit tonight. Perhaps tomorrow, later in the day." Oh," she said, pouting very prettily in the gloom. She untied her neck bow. My whole body becomes a bundle of nerve endings, aware of every touch. I raise my eyes and look Johnny in the eye. With a shy, pleading expression on my face I whisper, ?I’m yours, don’t hurt me.? They move in and I feel their warms hands on my cold wet skin. I realize that this is probably their first time with a woman. They seem shy at first, but each one is soon taken over by some fierce a****l spirit. They are all touching me at the same time, taking turns exploring my body. Tiny. We traded a few things we didn't need for the TV and the wall mount, and we were able to get a really nice corner sectional too." He waved to me and left. I went over to the phone and pressed the internal line button. Edith connected me to my Dad's office."Hey Dad, you should see the new office they did for Miss Walters. It's nicer than yours. Do you want to see it, or should I show it to her?" It's your project, Kenny. Just make sure you're ready to leave by five o'clock. Your mother and I are.