I'll join you in a quarter of an hour. You know what's wanted, butI'll remind you.'By all the saints, Ramon, I remember every word he said. It's seare... intomy heart.'Lay out the cane on the coverlet. Kneel at the bedside, your arms on thecoverlet, one hand each side of the cane. Make sure your skirt andpetticoat are raised, and your drawers pulled down to your feet. Holdthat position until I come.'And then he - she - Oh God, Don Juan, he spoke. In a whisper, and it wasa wench's voice, but it. He wanted to go back in that room and get down on his knees, take her hands in his, and beg her for forgiveness for even needing to think about it. As long as they were together, everything would be just fine.But it was like he was cemented to the floor. He couldn’t command his body to move for love or money. He couldn’t get himself to stand up; he was terrified. He was having trouble living with his actions, and he wasn’t sure she would forgive him for it.“What’s wrong, Josh?” Jill said, “It. Als die Erregung abklang, legte ich das Notebook zur Seite und schämte mich für meine Indiskretion und vor allem für meine Masturbationsfantasie. Aber jetzt wusste ich, worauf er stand, und ich wurde die Gedanken daran nicht mehr los. In den beiden Tagen bis zur nächsten Nachhilfestunde wuchs meine Fantasie zu einem ganzen Pornofilm, in dem nur er und ich mitspielten. Und die Geilheit wurde nicht weniger – im Gegenteil. Mit jedem Mal, in dem ich es mir selbst gemacht hatte, schrie meine Möse. His lips were touching mine and the drool which was still oozing from his mouth fell on my lips. “That was fucking amazing,” he panted. “Why didn’t we do this before?” We kissed a few more times and then got up and took a shower together. We were not passionate in the shower. In fact we were back to being just best friends taking a shower together. There was no sexual play at all. While in the shower I looked at the mirror and could see my neck covered with red blotches. The stinging sensation.