He is hard to understand, she says, because he is missing several teeth. He is also high or drunk or both. As the man, as Pavel, let’s say, pushes ...radually deeper into Isabelle’s vagina, she moans slightly. Is it from pain? That seems unlikely. Given his apparently impaired condition, his movements are surprisingly careful and gradual. Why is he not using a condom? I stand there, holding Isabelle’s blue raincoat, ready to cover her as soon as possible. Her words in the taxi coming from the. I heard a little intake of her breath, and then her tongue was touching mine, soft, slick, and insistent. My lips slid across hers and I stole a look into her face. Her eyes were closed and her hand slid from my cheek to the back of my neck. I closed my own eyes and savored the taste and feel of her. She pulled away slowly and I opened my eyes to see her staring into mine. “I think,” she said slowly. “I think that we’re in a very dangerous place, Drew.” I pulled her toward me for another kiss,. Soon it was my turn to have those wonderful cherry-red lips pressedagainst mine. I surrendered completely as her tongue slowly pushed itsway into my willing mouth and gently caressed mine. As the kiss went onI lost myself in her presence and savoured the way that her hand cuppedand then fondled one of my breasts. I surely must have died and gone toheaven.The kiss eventually ended and I realised that I was lying on my backstarring at the ceiling, except I just wasn't seeing it. I could. I disengaged from Dave and, while the other men in various stages of undressing – except for Baz who was sitting on the chair looking scared – I excused myself. “I do have to pee, actually,” I informed the group.With much laughter coming from the others in response, some wag said, “Leave the door open!”So I did.The memory of being in a toilet cubicle with my former boyfriend Keith came back to me and sent a shiver down my spine. It was that event which started me off, set me along the track.