And my sister and Ronni took turns. Ronni was gone for a couple of hours at a time to change clothes. She snuck out to eat at the hospital cafeteria. ...nd she stayed. When I was awake, she talked if I wanted to talk. Her mom and dad came up to see me, too, and I was too out of it to talk, but I overheard the conversation in the hallway."Dad, I AM going to stay here. His sister has things she needs to do. I'm out of school. This is okay, really, Dad."Her mother's voice was softer. "Ronni, I know. Oil, coconut……The men returned with a contraption known as a punishing bench. They put my playfully resisting self on it in a doggy position, my belly placed over the waist bar to bend me in two. My forearms and knees were positioned onto leather padding and my wrists and ankles locked into steel cuffs. To ensure that I did not move they fastened my elbows and knees to the bench. Once they were finished, they lubricated me again with coconut oil and began what I can only describe as a. .! ^-^ Ich bringe ihn ja selbst zu Genüge mit auf eure Partys ;-)Nymphoman (Gedankenkarusell - Der Ehemann einer meiner Freundinnen)„Weiter?“Ich nicke zustimmend. Kein Wort kommt über meine Lippen. Deine Hände verbinden sich mit dem Nylon meiner halterlosen Stümpfe. Neckend streichen deine Fingerspitzen höher, ich fühle die Wärme deiner Hand auf der nackten Haut.„Bist du sicher?“Mein Mund ist trocken, ich fühle mich befangen. Es gefällt mir! Zu sehr! Viel zu sehr, während ich dich mit Blicken. “Do you find me appealing?” Barry asked in serious tone. “Well… I never really thought about it. I just always presumed you’re straight… and respected that fact,” I mumbled. “DO… YOU… FIND… ME… APPEALING?” Barry demanded, stressing each word. “I’m really uncomfortable with this… you’re a hunky guy… but… why are you fucking with my head, Barry?” I asked bewildered. “I am just confused as to why you have never told me before,” Barry said, before continuing, “Is it because you find me butt-ugly?”.