I followed at a safe distance as she went to the Business Studies section and started to look through the shelves. This is, frankly, one of the least ...interesting sections of any bookshop but I too began to browse it. I tried to edge my way nearer to my quarry without attracting her attention.It was my imagination, I know, but I could almost feel my FUCK-powered brain analysing her scent and working out how to synthesise the right pheromonal response. But surely I did not imagine the sensation. You were a Recluse, a Cipher protected by an Invisible Wall of many lauere of protection, that kept adding layers, adding three more for every Layer destroyed. But most of all you inspired Fear, as the Talon, you were the latest Talon's Son, and as such, that made you the Bat of Gotham's Nephew and last known Blood Relative who's still breathing.But You still held out hope that Master Damien Lived, even as children the two of you were Closer than Friends, and Loved each other Dearly. Damien was. I knew that smile, and it wasn’t a surprise that sex was a must. We took every chance we got, I looked up at him and bit my lip lightly “how long are they gone?” I asked eyeing his body. James shut his front door and stepped towards me closing the small space between our bodies lacing his fingers with mine. I looked up at him and smiled “They will be gone for another two hours or so” he bit his lower lip lightly and leaning towards me. I leaned up meeting his lips with mine and let go of his. I was confused, I had no clue what a hymen was, and told him so.'Have you had intercourse, a man's cock inside you'? I was touching myself, the urge was so strong, and as he watched I started to masturbate, right there and then, as if he was not there, but he was and he watched, what he had started and what I was trying to finish.I was humping myself like crazy and he rose and came over to me, 'All you girls seem to do it differently', he stated casually, then I saw him reach down and ease his.