The next week, reading the book in bed, she discovered what had happened to her. She read about two glands down there which produced fluid when the wo...man was sexually stimulated. At least it wasn’t pee.That book was the hardest she had ever read. Even the poems she got in school weren’t that hard. Finally, she mostly looked at the diagrams. When her mom went shopping again, she sneaked the book back in the closet.Now she had to be careful that Craig didn’t give her hickeys. Still, the kisses on. I told her I had so much to ask her.As we ate our dinner I broached the topic of Harry's offer. "Suzy I have so many questions but I must begin by saying I am leaningvery strongly to accepting his offer. I asked myself today how I wouldfeel just boxing Carolyn up and giving her to the Goodwill. There is noway I could do that. I love this! I am exhilarated almost every minuteof the day." However, if I say yes, one concern I have is my wardrobe. I know webought quite a bit the other day but. .”“Marvin ... it is Marvin, right?”“Yessir.”“Marvin, it really is completely and totally okay.”Jason looked to Abby, seeing her give a slight shrug.“Unless you’d like it not to be okay?” Jason finished.“It was inexcusable,” Marvin replied, his face brightening just a bit.“What time do you go off-duty, so to speak?”“Six this evening,” Marvin replied, sounding more hopeful.“I’ll schedule you for two hours of discipline, courtesy of Otter, beginning at eight. Now, worm, go do something. I soon came again trapped by my own lust. After I calmed down a bit I tried the lock again, but it didn?t budge. I resigned myself to the fact that Trish would be here soon and I needed a plausible excuse why I was tied like this and looking like I?d just spent the afternoon cumming my fool head off.The wait for Trish to arrive and free me was interminable. The thought that something would delay her or for some reason she would not show up at all racked my brain. Finally I heard the door bell..