. how come you don’t like sex so much?”“I come. I let you do it just about any time.”“Yeah, that’s great. But most girls really want it, a...t least sometimes. And they don’t talk about letting their boys do it, like you just did, they talk about doing it with them.”Wendy was silent. “Well, I’m different, I guess. You still like me?”“Oh, sure, I like you!” He kissed her gently on the cheek. “I just want to understand.”When Wendy didn’t say anything, he said, “I do have something to confess.. I at once understood that she wants some real action from me. She gently pushed me in the toilet and came in with me. She bolted the door and my senses started to betray me. I grew numb with a mixed feeling of fear and excitement. Fear of being discovered and excitement of getting some action where I had least expected it. She was a bold girl it seemed. She started massaging my dick over my pants. OOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mannnnn!! What a feeling it was, it impossible to describe the feeling in. She told me that the two things Iwas to remember if I was to survive in the Luo household is to hold my tongueand know my place. I was given a cup of tea to serve to her. I moved towardsher on my knees and spilled a couple of drops on the ground. I looked up at herjust as she was giving a signal to her top servant, who always resides on theright side behind her mistress. The servant, named Xiao Que, walked over to meand slapped me hard across the face. I nearly dropped the tea cup but. With nothing else to do, Scully then knelt down in a corner of the roomand waited. The after effects of the chloroform soon wore off and, in spite ofher desperate plight, it wasn?t long before boredom actually managed to set in. Unable to track the passage of time, Scully had no idea how long hadpassed before anything happened. The first she knew was a sharp click that wokeher from a sort of bored daze; this was caused by the door opposite her openingand a man entering Scully?s cell. The.