”Helen stifled a groan and the things she wanted to shout at Julie, like the fact that nobody in history has ever said that someone of a gender that...the speaker is attracted to can “do better” without the silent “like me” at the end; and NO, normal boy-girl BFFs do NOT have graphic conversations about their sex lives in public and trade their conquests’ boob pics back and forth; by cramming a piece of toast in her mouth.“So, what’s the plan?” Julie asked, once she’d finished.“We hit. It always made things more intense.One night, we were watching some porn and there was a particularly hot scene where the girl pushed the guy back and started slobbering all over his cock .“I love it when you do that to me. When you just take charge like that”, Matt said. “I mean, blowjobs are always great, but those are just another level”“What do you mean?”“Well, sometimes, a blowjob is about being pleasured - like the woman is doing everything she can to please you. Other times it's almost. "You must strive for an ever smaller focus point. Right now your sense is dancing around the molecules, not quite able to lock on them, but before you can lock on a larger object, you must be able to lock on an individual molecule within it."Easier said than done apparently, as we once again spent several hours chasing our sense of focus in and out and around a not quite grasped 'something' that seemed just out of reach. We did this with our eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on the floor. I. I hadn't actually been as if I had to be forced as mother made shure thatmy up to then hidden desires and fetishes were well catered for and underthese extraordinary circumstances we may find it much easier to do andthink what we are told than to make these decisions and choicesourselves. In the end things are not our responsibillity anymore eitherand that almost results in a feeling of freedom... As long as thosethings don't clash with more deepfounded needs or wants we may have, it'sa hell of.