"Good. So..." I cut her off."But... I have some conditions," I said, trying to sound a bitauthoritative."And what are these conditions?" she asked sou...ding even more annoyedthan before."No whips, no chains, no pain of any kind, no golden showers, no anal andabsolutely no marks," I said. "The last client you booked me with wantedit all and it was not pleasant." Darling, in this business you cant keep conditions. The client pays youand you do what the client wants. End of story." Then I'm out," I. "That is one hell of a car. Isn't it? I don't think it ever occurred to me that anybody actually owned one. I've only seen them in those spy movies." They only make seven hundred a year," said Quad. "You've got to be somebody just to get on the waiting list. Having the money isn't enough. Rich plebes have to settle for the Hornet."Corvus was silent and thoughtful for several minutes before finally saying, "I could actually buy one if I wanted to. Couldn't I?"Quad winced. "People in your. Second guy of the three ‘lucky’ ones, took advantage of my mom’s drunken state, and fucked her in men’s washroom. She rather enjoyed it more, so it couldn't be considered rape. The third ‘lucky’ guy was her cousin! Weird, right! Now I don’t know much about the second boyfriend, but heard he moved to Australia with his parents, for daddy’s got a transferable job. My dad, Terry Jones, a nerd by instinct, genius by brain, and successful by endeavors, did had a girlfriend, but slept with none! So. In my bedroom I fell apart, crying and shaking with shame and desire for him. I couldn't help it. I had to masturbate, and I couldn't help thinking about making love with him, imagining him on me and in me. I had a tremendous orgasm but afterwards cried some more because masturbation is so lonely.I don't know what's going to happen or how it's going to end. If I let him nurse again, I won't be able to stop. I'm afraid of what might happen if we do go all the way, and afraid of what might happen.