." I hesitated thinking and she jumped in."I know, but girls ought to do certain things." It's not an obligation," I said. "What I was going to say is...if I ever do anything you don't like just let me know." Okay, and I won't try to be a stick in the mud," she said."I won't either," I said. The movie started and we sat in the back of the theatre. It was nice watching the movie all snuggled in.After the movie, we drove to a place a couple blocks from home and I parked looking out over the city.. I went near her, helped her to get up and brought her to the bed. She was still wrapped in the towel. She cried and said can you please massage her ankle as its paining….. I said yes and started to give a massage on her ankles… she started moving her legs and I was getting a glimpse of her thighs… My penis started growing up….all bad thoughts coming to my mind….now she gave a good view of her thighs…and slightly of her pussy…..I didn’t know who all are at home…and what to do…then Shweta asked. "Douglas Quinn yes." He leaned forward to light Wendy's cigarette."So you and Charlotte were close?" Archie began questioning her.Wendy gave Archie a potted history of their past, leaving out thedetails that she thought particularly unsavoury. When she came to thepart about them acquiring use of the cottage they were interrupted bya knock at the door. Wendy checked her watch and blushed."Excuse me a minute." Wendy went to the door, had a hushedconversation and then closed the door."That was my. I just… realized I want you inside me so badly. It’s you I want. No one else. I… can’t explain it, but I just need you… please, Randy…”I smiled, my eyes still closed. One last seed, since this was about torture, not pleasure. Not even fingers, or dildos, or anything. Nothing pleases me sexually unless it’s Randy. If it can’t be Randy, I’ll just have to suffer.Immediately, Ophelia retracted her finger from inside herself. “Please, Randy,” she whined, submissively looking up at me. “I… I know.