”“I want it. I don't care how much it hurts. I want it. I need it.”“Not yet.” He pulled my hand off him, and again pinned my wrists gent...y to the pillow above my head with a single, strong hand. “I want you wetter than you are. I think it will be easier.” He kissed me again, sometimes tenderly, sometimes urgently, as his free hand roamed over me, teasing my skin, chilling it and warming it at the same time. “I love you, Mary.”“David!” I hissed when his finger pressed lightly against my. Lily turned to him, smiled and turned back to her mother."Mom, I know all these things. Don't worry about me! I'm sure I can survive two months without you."With her lips together and her eyes nearly closed, Lily's mother let out an uneasy "hmmmm"."Honey, we're gonna be late!"Lily's mother sighed."Alright, I'm sure you do. Love you, sweetie." Love you too, mom."Lily gave her mother a hug and a kiss."What about me?" her dad chimed in."Oh c'mon, dad, you know I will!"Lily gave her father a hug. .. misspent youth." Arnold looked a little guilty.There was a lot of crimination's and recriminations sounding from the upper story and pretty soon the police showed up.Guns were drawn and hands raised. It soon became evident that the murder reported was still going on and the police took to the stairs.Have I described what David and Grace had done with the the assorted railroad ties, bridge timbers and concrete drain pipe? Taking the stairs was not exactly a deathtrap ... but a bunch of. It had started out about the same way as mine, for much the same reasons, but in her case men hesitated to get close simply because she was too good looking. It seemed they thought she'd turn them down right away if they tried, so no reason for them trying. Then her room-mate Liz (fake name) initiated her in the plasures of female to female sex. Since PG hardly ever got any hot dates with men Liz helped her get sexual satisfaction. For PG it was only a matter of sex, never any romantic emotions.