” “No way!” Rebecca exclaimed. “What did you do?” “I watched,” I replied. Rebecca looked at me. “Are you serious?” she asked. “Yes... I am,” I replied. Rebecca glanced down at my crotch. “Turned you on, didn't it?” she remarked. “Yes,” I replied, “Kind of like the same thing you’ve done.” “Yeah right,” Rebecca replied. I placed my hand on her bare knee. Rebecca took in a deep breath and exhaled, looking straight ahead, and out the window. I rubbed my hand back and forth on her thigh. She. Exploring me and gauging my worth to him. Not unlike the way you would look at something that you were considering buying. Owning.Then he stood up. Robert towered over me. He was very tall and very handsome. His firm hands were still busy, sliding over my thighs, and then up and up until he stopped at my breasts. He was squeezing firmly, then harder, just exploring and I hoped, enjoying my naked body.Robert hadn't said a word. I really didn't know if he was pleased or not and that kinda. Of course, this should be actual love, and I therefore will not interfere in courtship. You must choose one another of your own free will.” Literally Actually Satan handed the pictures, which were paper-clipped to dossiers about each woman.“Gee, thanks, I can always count on you it seems,” Emperor Thrinklebopple beamed.After a few days, Emperor Thrinklebopple called a press conference, “Hiya folks,” he began to an audience of reporters, fans, and hyper-intelligent dogs. “I’m calling this press. ”“Stop. Agnes, I love you and respect you. I don’t want to push you or me. Yes, I’m experienced. My last girl left me because she wanted to travel and screw in every state in the Union. She taught me a lot about a woman’s body though we didn’t love each other. It was lust. It was a lot of hot sex but it wasn’t as satisfying as last night with you. We don’t have to go that far for me to be happy.”I took a deep breath. “We don’t have to do things we can’t do in public to be happy and enjoy each.