"Ju-just, let me g-go. I-I-I wont tell anyone. I sw-swear, please J-jon, just let me go." I already punished you once for lying, it seems have to do i... again. I know you're enjoying yourself you slut. I can't let you go, you still haven't learned your lesson."I slide off her and onto the floor standing at the end of the bed. I start to untie her ankles and I see her relax. 'She thinks I'm releasing her.'Once they are untied I quickly flip her over taking her by surprise. She lets out a startled. Still, I liked her. I liked her enough that I wanted to continue to fuck her as often as I could until she got tired of me or until I died of fucking. I was sure those were the only possible outcomes of our relationship. But I was okay with that. I just wanted to knock off as many pieces of ass that Jess would allow me until the inevitable end of things, whatever that might be.I knew it would come to an end eventually. I just didn't expect it to take two years.We had been dating kinda, sorta,. ”“You see, doing it is bad enough. But liking it, loving it, that is what we call concupiscence, and it compounds your sin.”“Yes, Father.”“You can’t do these things with boys anymore.”And like an idiot, I said, “What about girls?”“What have you done with girls!?““Things...”“Did she put her mouth on you?”“Yes, Father?”“Between your legs?”“Yes, Father.”“And were you naked with her, too?”“Yes.”“Yes what?““Yes, Father.”“And did you come?”“Yes!”“How hard did you come?”“I came so hard...”“This is. I thought it is a chance now to bite her nipples.On Sunday, I went to her home.But surprised not to see Suresh in his house. She said he went to Mumbai for a doctoral meeting last night. He will come on MondayShe asked me for the lunch.And happily I stayed there, but I was continuously staring at here navel.After the lunch, she caught me red handed.Smitha: hey, what are you looking at.Me: no just.Smitha: stop lying.I saw you are looking at me.Me: no.Smitha: I saw..You are looking at it all.