She said to him, looking him straight in the eyes: ‘This shit gives you a hard-on, doesn’t it? Sure, you’re not undressing me, taking my body in...o your hands, enjoying something which you could never possibly have gotten without having to pay for it, but you’re doing me in your own way, and I’m not sure your way is any more decent. You get me here, somebody you know sells her body for money, somebody who doesn’t exactly have the finer things in life, somebody who might be unhappy and. I lick around the edge and darted in here and there. Dawn let out a little giggle. "Well that was different." She said leftting go of her cheeks. They came flapping down right in front of my face. I didn't mind. I backed my face away slightly. Dawn stood up and turned around. She jumped back up on the desk, spreading her legs so that her clit was now on display only a few inches away from my face. I already knew what she wanted and dove back in face first. My tongue parted her lips, lapping up. All the air seemed to go out of her as if she had taken a haymaker in the midriff and with a kind of combined snort and chortle she sat down abruptly on the bed. I pulled up a chair and sat near her. Very red in the face, she was gasping for air and her eyes were watering, and she avoided looking at me. ‘What’s the matter?’ I asked in some concern. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she said, recovering her composure somewhat. ‘That was very rude of me. It’s just that, well, er –‘ She hesitated. ‘Please be. My brother and Angelka were around, our friends were around, your husband’s family added to my life. I had a life outside of Rita and marriage. Not what I wanted, not that I was really cared for, not that I was respected by her, not that I felt to be of worth, not anything I ever felt to be what marriage was to be about. Marriage and your mother were just an empty shell that held my body. All the while I hoped that things were not what I thought they were, and my life and the marriage would.