“Well it’s like this, I’ve got 9 kids already and I don’t need the wife pregnant again. What’ll I do, I got enough.”“I can put your wife...on the pill” the doc says.“The what.”“You know, the contraceptive pill. But you must wear a rubber for a month till she becomes protected”“A what? A rubber what?”“You obviously haven’t a clue what I’m on about, here duck into this alley, I happen to have on one means I’ll show you how to wear it. And remember, don’t take it off.”So the doc gets him to drop his. I then took the washcloth, lathered it up with soap and began to clean my body. Starting with my large supple breasts, I cleaned myself for what seemed like hours. The soapy cloth made its way down my stomach, to my special place, down my legs and beyond. I almost forgot where I was.After my sensuous shower I proceeded to my room. I was soon brought back into the house by the blaring television downstairs. I lotioned my body and proceeded to put on panties when I had a very naughty thought. I. . But we always backed off. We always went to sleep in separate beds even though it was getting harder and harder to do that.We’d agreed right at the start that sex wasn’t going to be a part of our relationship. We weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend, and we weren’t going to have sex. I needed to prove to myself I was capable of a relationship that didn’t just involve sex and she ... Well, that last time she’d had sex was when Steve was blackmailing her. And he’d been able to blackmail her because. I got into his car. he started the engine and we drove off.As soon as we arrived to his house. he kindly opened the car door for me and held the door to his house open for me. politely i thanked him and we sat down on his couch. he apologized for smacking my butt in the changing room. i forgave him and he put his hand on my shoulder. he ran it up and down my arm and he stared deeply into my eyes. i was about to ask him what he was doing but he placed his finger on my lips, hushing me. he took.