That was the deep subtext of sexual activity, I realized: the longing to be accepted unconditionally by another. That was why I never wanted those mom...nts to end. And perhaps we wouldn’t ever let them end if the urge to climax were not so compelling. I furrowed my brow, realizing with shame that I craved that acceptance. Was it from her specifically? Or would any soft, feminine body suffice? Perhaps there were aspects of both. And then I had a flicker of understanding regarding why these. There was a large window behind him with the morning sun streaming in behind him. This placed Judy in a sort of spot light and hid Mike's face in the shadows. He had learned early on that people sometimes talked more freely when they couldn't see his reaction to what they said.As a Marine and as a new detective, Mike had affected a poker face so most people couldn't tell his reactions to a situation or what he was thinking. The choice of seats was an additional tool to keep his thoughts. When I showed him my mouth full of cum he seemed to lose control of his legs and sat down on the toilet seat. I swallowed and we left him there.”“I hope you left him a nice tip?” was Sarah's final comment.Angie and Harriet were fascinated by Sarah's piercings. They both wanted to know, “Where did you have it done?” “Did it hurt?” “Did you have them all done at the same time?” “How much does it cost?” “Have you thought of having your clit pierced?”In the end Sarah volunteered, “If that is what. “Karen, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and I get nervous around you.” She grabbed my arm and said “Awww Matt, that’s so sweet. Nobody has ever said anything like that to me. Thank you.” She put her arm around my arm and gave my shoulder a hug. There was silence for a few seconds and I was desperately trying to think of something to say to her. She then spoke. “Wow, I saw you skating out there; I didn’t know you were such a good skater”. I said “Thanks, you’re pretty good to”. .