Stumbling on, slalom skiing style to avoid the drunks and the punks and the Don Juans lunging themselves after anything with feminine features and a s...ightest degree of exposed skin, Aki made her way to the bar and was greeted by an indifferent but professional smile from the rugged bartender. ‘What’ll it be, pretty?’ he asked over the holler in a outback ranger Australian accent. For some reason, the fanciest places in Stockholm all had foreign bartenders. Probably to give the place a flair of. ”“Why? This is exactly what I want and exactly what I need. Think about my past struggles.”“OK, I’m going to call BULLSHIT on that. You basically committed to celibacy and did it with almost no struggle. That tells me you could have done that before, and instead you elected not to. So I say you’re full of shit when you call it a ‘struggle’. You liked it, and chose to do it, and all that internal angst was just a load of crap!”“Did I do something wrong?” I asked apprehensively. “Did I hurt you. "Ohhh, Jonathan... Ohh God..." she moaned as my mouth sucked her nipple in holding it while my tongue played with the meaty morsel.Her hands moved up to the sides of my head as if they knew what to do and she began running her hands through my hair as I greedily licked and suck her tit. She moved my head over to the other one so it wouldn't feel left out and I began working on it.I alternated back and forth between "the girls" for a few moments until Eve, panting for breath now, pulled back. I. That, should we do this, we should bring in an outsider who has no idea of what the real nature of our relationship is. I go on to explain that we cannot bring in anyone we know or are friends with because we still risk being exposed. It would devastate our clans. She reminds me that we chose this risk and we should continue to live our lives the way we see fit and not allow what our peers may say to influence what we know to be healthy, sexual love. Who am I to disagree with that. Yet, I still.