“No,” he says, pushing me back down, and the belt cracks across my backside again, just above the eager and waiting space below. I moan in need an... the belt comes down again, softly this time. There is a pause and I squirm in anticipation. In one fluid movement, he is above me, his arms on either side of me propping him up. He still holds the belt in one hand. “Behave yourself,” he whispers in my ear, sending a tingling sensation down to my groin, which is already tight with anticipation and. I turned back to Nick. “Yeah, I’m almost twice your age,” I said. “But that means I’ve got twice the experience. You’d be surprised what I can do with my tongue.”Nick’s eyebrows shot up, and his mouth began to curl into something that resembled a smile except there was a second meaning to it, an unmistakable expression that proved he had sampled the wares of man-on-man sex in the past, and liked what he had done. He glanced around the store, as if looking to see if anyone had overheard our. "It's a common enough flower. How could it possibly..."Chanah spoke up. "A long time ago, it was a flower associated with courtship between men and women. From before the war, I mean. Remember us telling you of the crystals? The rose was also a flower associated with secrecy. Did you ever hear of the ancient phrase sub Rosa?" For the last two words, Chanah tried to guess what the ancient Latin might have sounded like.Ammar slowly shook his head."Well, it means under the rose. Ancient, ancient. Her side of the room was neatly organized. She had a lot of books and numerous photos of herself with classmates and relatives on her desk. There were posters and pictures on her section of the wall of some of the most beautiful landscapes Ruthie had ever seen. Several of the posters had "New Zealand" written on them. Ruthie picked up some envelopes from her roommate's desk. A couple of the envelopes had New Zealand stamps and return addresses.That's another positive sign, thought Ruthie. It.