I started pressing them delicately, massaging them. I said, ‘But could arouse him’. Mom, moving her hands over my bare chest, said, ‘Yes I try. ...If he feels like, he removed all clothes, gives me a kiss of two and immediately….’. She could not complete the sentence. I felt pity for her. I slowly unhooked her bra and dropped it. Mom hurriedly covered her breasts with hands, feeling ashamed. I could understand. So, I went behind her and cupped her breasts from beneath her arms. I was now rock. .. Once she has gotten over her belief that sponsors are evil, her natural slut side comes out to play, and she’s just plain fun to be around. Besides, I told you, baby, you need a third woman, especially once this pregnancy hits hard, or for that matter, once I return to New Hollywood and do some more films. I promised to help line up a third, too, didn’t I? Well, I did, if you’ll recall that confrontation and that kiss, though Ninve helped as well. Ninve, what about your thoughts, dear?”. . . it’s just that . . . my erotic fantasy. Fair?”“Very fair. And although I might share your thoughts, I won’t think less of you for saying it. So let’s go back to my original question, what might be a sexual fantasy girls have?” I watched her first be relieved when I said I wouldn’t judge her, but then a bit of embarrassment as she began to relate her fantasy.“This could be when I am with a guy or it could be if I was in a room of guys. My hands are tied behind my back, and I am kneeling down. He asked me why I didn't come home Sunday morning like I said I would?I looked at him and just told him flatly, "I wanted to Fuck some more."He stared at me for a minute, me not knowing what was running through his mind behind those tortured eyes. Then he simply nodded and left for work. As he left I asked him what he told the c***dren when I wasn't home Sunday for church (we always go to mass at 8am)? He said I told them you were staying with friends. It was my turn to nod and he was gone. I.