‘That’s a full year.’ ‘I’m not getting any younger. I’ve got to get through here and move on with my life.’ ‘If you were any younger i... wouldn’t be legal for me to date you. I thought you skipped years of some of your courses.’ ‘I skipped them but I don’t get credit for them. I need to take the full four years worth of credits.’ ‘Why are they letting you take so much?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. I guess they figure there are plenty of people to take my place.’ No. I had learned in some business. When I returned and undressed, we turned on the shower and I washed her hair and scrubbed her body over and over in the hope of removing any smell or taste of piss.That night in bed we had terrific sex, even though her cunt was a little sore. Over and over she told me how much she enjoyed the evening and being so slutty, and that she loved me for letting her enjoy herself in so many slutty ways. I told her I loved her and was proud to be married to such a whore, and that I loved to kiss her. We have to trust each other if we’re going to be partners.”“Really?”“Yeah. Really. So what do you say?”“I say yes. When do we do this link?”“Well, right now if you want.”“Will it hurt?”“No.”“Do I have to lay down?”“No! Shit, all you have to do is let it happen when you feel me trying to form it with you. That’s it. No deposit required.”“No deposit?”“Never mind. Are you ready or not?”He looked at me for a moment, then sat down in a chair by the door and nodded his head.I swear my heart was. "Very same ... me ... much ... feel ... can't even speak though. Sorry."I leaned in a pressed my lips onto hers. Her eyes didn't close, her lips didn't purse. They were just soft, warm, and accepting, and her breath tasted sweet as honeyed flowers. She whimpered this little half-gasp, squeaky little whimper, as though overwhelmed with awe all over again. She still didn't close her eyes, and neither did I. We just pressed our lips together and gazed, tasting one another's breath.Then I reached.