"Noooo," you yell. "No please, not there." There is no reaction just efficiency. Your wetness shows, you know. A finger gently slips inside you, but i... doesn't feel gentle at all. It feels like a terrible invasion. The total lack of response, the silence, is unbearable and again the soft music playing faintly in the back only underlines this. Finally I seem to be satisfied. My hand grabs your chin and my fingers push your cheeks between your teeth, forcing you to open your mouth. You see me. Conventional is OK with me. And, honestly, can you argue with me that closeness is at least as big a component as orgasms, if not bigger? After all, that was something you and Joel figured out, and then you rediscovered it with me. I’ve enjoyed our time together, and believe it or not, while I very much enjoy the sex, it’s the closeness that matters most. Sex can’t be the focus of the relationship, and if it is, there is something wrong with the relationship. Which is the very thing you’ve. But even if I didn’t mean to, I hurt Leanne badly.Leanne has a weakness. She is insecure because of her age. That is Leanne’s burden, not yours. As long as you didn’t form those thoughts intending to wound her, you are blameless.Jake looked at each of the women in turn.It’s got to be that way. Don’t you see? The only alternative is for us to lose our freedom to think. We have to be able to form cruel, horrible, ugly, hateful thoughts. It’s the only way we can examine them, see them for what. " Sounds good," I replied. "Let me give you directions." Let me get a pencil," Allen replied.He was back in a minute. I gave him the information and we discussed logistical issues. My apartment was too small for a couch, but Allen said the inflatable air mattress would be fine for one night.We chatted a little bit more and Allen told me about his job hunt. Apparently bartending wasn't cutting it anymore, but he hadn't figured out what he wanted to do next. I commiserated and told him about my.