As my self education in the art of loving expanded, I learnt that Lou's love life had moved in the opposite direction to mine. Far from being the high...y sexed young woman I'd known in the past, she'd become somewhat shy and repressed. And her sex life was virtually nonexistent. This she confided to me over a period of time, and I confess to being shocked at first, and then saddened. Lou was like a caged bird, her proud feminine sexuality was diminished, as if her wings had been clipped. Not me. I do remember the anticipation of Christmas as a kid. The newspaper had a little box down in the right hand corner of the front page that would count down the days until Christmas starting about December 1. (Dang it, here I am getting all righteous about Christmas, and I’m thinking that box might have said, like, “18 shopping days until Christmas,” but anyway.) I remember my excitement growing by the day until by December 24, I was almost vibrating. Then then the day came and we’d open presents. Oh, never mind," Eric said before taking the head of my dick in his mouth."Down boy," I said.As my hardon shrunk in Eric's desperate mouth, I sat up and reached out to his chin. My dick flopped out of his mouth as I raised his head up level with mine, then said, "Tell me what you were going to say."Without glancing away from my eyes he said, "James won't let me fuck him. I was sorta hoping you would let me if I let you."Eric was searching my face for any hints of either arousal or displeasure,. She threw off her pajama shirt -- oh! those wonderful budding twelve-year-old breasts! -- and stared into my eyes as she rubbed her breasts for the first time, shivering in delight. Her body was responding to her touch, sending ripples of pleasure into that brain. Like I said, the body affects the brain: and now she wasn't just screaming No! in her brain, but a deep-seated part of her, born into the psyche by evolution, was pushing aside those screams. The horny demon within her was beginning.