I took that as a 'No'. I'm perceptive that way.A few weeks later, I met another really nice girl called Lyn. Same lyrics, different tune, I'm afraid. ...e were necking on someone's sofa. The lights were out and the scent of raging hormones filled the evening air. I had my hand up her sweater and was playing with her nipples and the tongue wrestling had entered the sixth and final round. I thought I was home free. Of course I blew it. I thought I'd try this really 'sophisticated' line I heard. It took some time, and was quite erotic in its own way, she produced from the wash bag a felt tip pen, which she gave to Fred, and requested he marked a square big enough for the brands and on her right rump. The butterflies returned, to each of them, as he did as asked, then at her request, fitted cuffs on each wrist and ankle.She asked them to undress so she could watch each of their reactions during the act.They led her to the poolside, then down the steps to the hot little room.The brands. .” He paused and asked the group, “Shall I go on or is that enough poetry?”Rose put her head on Chet’s shoulder, “You kind of had me from ‘Hello’.”The whole group broke up laughing.Jocelyn added to the mayhem, “Maybe I’m dating the wrong guy. Toby hasn’t called out Elizabeth Barrett Browning poems for me.”Toby quickly moved, and got down on one knee in front of Jocelyn, looked adoringly at her, and picked up where Chet had left off. “I love thee freely, as men strive for right; I love thee. When we're together, I inhale the fresh smell of her newly washed hair and revel at her touch on my arm when she talks. I long to touch her, to taste her and to smell her most intimate aroma. I want to fuck her so badly, that I sport a constant erection whenever she's around. I'm not delusional. I know it's just a fantasy, but it seemed more real before she started seeing Chris. Just the same, without her relationship with him, I might never have seen her masturbate.Late one night, after having.