Some night this is. I decide to go and fix myself a hot milk, to see if that will help me sleep, or failing that a large brandy, unless Tom has polish...ed it all off. I slip out of bed quietly, without waking Joe, and make my way through to the sitting room which leads onto the kitchen. It’s one of those slow motion moments, the room is in darkness except for the glow of the television screen, which illuminates a naked from the waist down Tom, furiously wanking his engorged cock. I look to the. I come closer to have a clear look at you. Still wet, water droplets find their way from your hair to eyes and lips. I come closer to you. (I could hear her breathing getting heavier.)Me: I lean forward, and I remove the hair falling on your face with my palm which makes a curvy touch on your face. I come closer and you can feel my breath. What would you do??N: Why did you get this idea???Me: What would you do if I kiss you?? would you resist? (Still heavy breathing!)N: I don’t know. I can’t. "Uh, to speculate means to guess, to think about something. That word was on the SAT test." You think right, that's good. Speculation is guessing. What's economic speculation?" Guessing that the price of something or the value of something will go up," she paused and blinked, "or, I guess, go down." Very good. Suppose you think General Motors makes good cars and that their business is sure to grow, that they'll make and sell more cars and make more profits, lots of Chevrolets and Pontiacs. Do. The only reason I had them leaveyou the vestage of a penis is so that I know I'm not fucking a woman,but it's not big enough to spoil the lines of a string bikini." I don't believe you told Jenny that you wanted revenge, she wouldn'thave believed that I would have hurt you, and I wouldn't have. I teasedyou with the others the day we first found out, but it was only once andI was ashamed afterwards and wouldn't join in with anything else. Nowyou're destroying my life because of that?" Oh no.