?MY? My? My tit! Ohhhh! That’s one across my left? Left tit!? Her eyes squint as she jerks her head away, the sound of her own quivering vo...ce obediently counting out loud resonating in her mind. The searing pain pounds through her tortured breast. Dazed, her perspiring body sways, she feels lightheaded. A fresh, red welt raises, glistens across her areola, just above the gold stud. ?I said remain still, and no more pathetic moans!? He orders. ?I’ll count that one, this. He took a drag and offered it back but she declined. She exhaled and looked at him. She moved closer and put her arms around his neck. He pulled back and said, "Hey, wait a minute, what's going on?" :I thought it was obvious," she replied. "I have been looking at you for several years and have decided its time for me to have an affair and you are the one I want to go to bed with." He looked at her and knew she was serious. But, he had never been. "The last time we were together you weren't seeing anyone and seemed resigned to a celibate existence. Is that still the case? All work and no play makes Carol a dull sister!" she teased. "No, thank heavens! My life has changed, and much for the better. I've been dating a guy I met at a Christmas party. I think I'm in love!" "I'm so happy for you!" Karla gushed. "How old is he? What does he look like? Does he have a good job? What kind of car does he. Jeremy hadn't even been interested in her breast reconstruction surgery. Jeremy's inability to be sexually interested had led her own sex drive to plummet, so while she had listened to Allison's stories of masturbation and fantasies with curiosity, she had remained unable to even create the drive to masturbate more often than once every couple of months, while before the cancer she had at least masturbated once a week. Erin stood, walked into the bathroom, hung the towel up on the rack then.