And she acts older, too."As he spoke, Bill looked around the room and, finally, he spotted something for his purposes. It was an old fashioned feather...duster. It was on the dresser as an object of curiosity, not for dusting and it was within his easy reach. Sue saw the feather duster in his hand and she gave a gasp of apprehension."Wh... wh... what are you going to d... d... do with th... that?" I'm going to tease your sweet pussy, my dear," he said softly as he brought it closer to her naked,. Soft. Gentle. Every time he touched her, it was as if he was trying to convey his love for her through his touch. Normally she appreciated his tenderness. Normally she loved it when he made love to her. Right now, though, she wanted him to take her. She wanted him to throw her on the bed. She wanted him to overpower her. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to ravish her. She knew he loved her. There wasn’t any doubt in her mind. She wanted to know he lusted for her. She wanted to know. “Of course, Paul. Let’s check it out.” I winked at Ashley and disappeared into Paul’s bedroom. He looked terrified. For a second, I realized that he might be a virgin, too. “Paul, have you ever been with a woman before?” He shook his head ‘no’. “Well, believe it or not, I’m a virgin, too.” I told him. “What? No way. I mean, not that you look slutty or anything! I just… You are very…” Paul was freaking out. I interrupted him by pushing him onto the bed, straddling him, and covering his. The healing was something he could only stop with specific thoughts. He'd forgotten in Afghanistan. The slip had nearly exposed him. Only a painful reversal of his rapidly healing wounds kept the medics from strapping him to a gurney and shipping him to a black site for dissection.The muffled sound of a ringing cell phone broke him from his dark thoughts. He tossed a towel aside and dug the phone out of his sweatpants' pocket."Yo!" he said."Yo, yourself," Janie replied. "You sound out of.