My shoulder will still be weak, but I should have the mobility back at least.” I glanced back to where our attacker was still whimpering on the grou...d. “Now we just have to deal with the police. I imagine they are going to insist on protective custody for me now.”“You won’t have to worry about that,” she said as she glanced back over her shoulder. “Our friend here has a lovely little story to tell the police if he wants to survive prison. He’s going to confess to the kidnapping, extortion and. A wonderful feeling and it led to a wonderful erection. Had that been an omen? I did not associate this act with a penetration by a man. Just the physical feeling was nice, and maybe even the idea that I secretly did something forbidden? I remember being horny all day. After that experience, did I look differently at boys or men, or was I focused on dicks? No. Until I was fifteen I cannot remember any homoerotic experiences. At that age I went to Amsterdam with some friends and went to a peep. But John, Em replied, it’s still not half past eight, and we’ve got all day and another night. Whatever are we going to do? Actually, I had already got ahead of myself the previous evening with respect to the answer to that question, because it had seemed to me that by asking me to stay, Em had already signalled her hope of spending a Saturday with me. Given that her daughter was at her father’s house, it would have been rudeness beyond acceptability to be throwing me out as soon as I’d shot. Feeling the way you do you go to the wardrobe and select a short denim skirt which has a little slit up the front and a nice white blouse, that is a little to small for you but shows your nice flat tummy off and your little belly button stud, and who cares if it’s a little tight you like it and if the buttons strain just a fraction and people get to have a tiny glimpse of your naked breast because you really don’t like wearing a bra and today you are not going to wear one then good for them for.