.. this would be the most significant difference between the Old and New Testament..."GonePlease, Sirs, please don’t take me away from the Harem. Yo...u desire me in the baths, wet and wanting? I am smooth, like the oils that dance atop the hot mineral baths, perfumed with rose petals, glistening with flakes of gold and silver. The tubs are carved from solid gemstone. Mine is of rose quarts, pink like my gem. My gem is hot. Submerged in waters mixed with fresh-pressed cane. My juices, like the. “What of Risa?” I asked, stalling for time.“Risa is still in Tokyo. She is waiting Eric. We have worked towards this for a long time now. There are only a couple of things left to do, and then we can be together,” she stated.“You have a plan?”She grinned an impish grin, “I’ve learned how to plan very well,” she grinned, “Did you think I would need you to rescue me?,” her head tilting a half smile on her face.“I didn’t know what to expect. I rarely do when it comes to you,” I explained.“Tell me. She couldn’t leave, she wouldn’t leave. This wasn’t just about some random fuck with a stranger to get off. This wasn’t a cheap thrill. This was a woman she loved as a friend, cared about, shared with, and to whom she was strangely attracted. She wanted to experience the thing that she had tried to deny for months. There was no denying that her clit would throb and her pussy would get moist when she was with Tracy, when they were sitting back talking, at times not even about sex. There. I had warm feelings. But it was casual sex, and none of us had thought it was anything else.And that girl back in rookie camp, down in Florida? That was when Eddie had still been farmed out to our Cousin Billy, back home. That one-nighter had been first week in March, m' man! My last dip in the pool, it turned out. When you're a (formerly) sexually active 22-year-old man, four months without rain is a long, long time!So, yeah. I had needed to get laid, and, last night, I had gotten laid --.