'Here look at these'.I reached out as he handed me a large thick photograph album, 'These are my specials', he said as I took hold and let it rest on ...y lap.He then walked over to the cabinet and poured two glasses of champagne, and came back and handed me one glass. 'I don't drink', I blurted out, but he reassured me it was just to make me look older, add sparkle to the photos, he was going to shoot some as I thumbed through his 'Specials Album', no need to drink, and besides, champagne was. "Make love to me again, Don, again and again, until we can't any more. That is the wish you can grant me. I want to feel your hunger for me. I want to feel you in me. I need to feel..."Donovan leaned down and silenced her with a kiss. It was not soft or gentle. It was the kiss of urgency. Her declaration was all he needed. With a growl, he hoisted her into his arms and quickly carried her to his bed.Four hands worked urgently, pulling and tugging at buttons and zippers, until finally they were. I walked my chosen one out to the lifts giggling with him all the way. We weren’t long in my room with him peeling my clothes off when there was a knock on the door. I opened it to more of the guys. There was the three others that I was talking to plus another I hadn’t met. They seemed to be impressed that I already had my shoes and shirt off and answered the door in a bra. There was much urging to take it off; show us your tits; take it all off! I didn’t need convincing and just. . thing, but it doesn't change who you are. None of it does." A thing?" Lauren teased, widening her eyes as a playful smile pulled at the corners of her mouth."You know what I mean," I whispered. "A cock." And it doesn't bother you anymore?" It didn't really bother me before," I admitted. "In fact, I kinda liked it." Okay," she said, both of us whispering. "What do you want to do about it?"Lauren's hands went to my hips and I didn't stop her. I wore a pair of faded jeans with holes in the knees.