It’s dead dull when the studies are over . . . and they’re not much fun, either.” And so, as we began to work on Christmas, he would stop at bre...ak and sit and talk, with Simon or Rosy or another boy in tow. We talked about sports and girls, about school and grades. I learned that his parents were from old monied families, his father with a bank job in the city and a large house an hours drive from his offices. I learned his older brother bullied him terribly, and he had been at the Cathedral. As she was making coffee, I grabbed her from the back and started kissing on her neck. She resisted by saying No, but I dint stop. After a while she was enjoying it. Then suddenly she came to senses and got away. I pulled her closer and took my lips to her lips. She responded very well to it. Then she said lets have coffee. During the coffee, she was trying to convince me to avoid sex. But she knew it will happen and even she wanted it to. It was just she was very confused about everything but. She tasted him with hercunt, paying full attention to her sensations. His cockwas hard, smooth and warm. She pulled it in a littlemore until the head was fully surrounded by the wetmouth of her sex. She moved him around, stirring himlike a spoon into the warm soup of her cunt bowl. Hiscock head slid slickly against her tissues. The contactcaused her b***d-flushed sexual membranes to tingle.The numbness faded and tension began to build again inher lower body. “My god!” she whispered. Yes. They’re flat, though it’s hard to know where some things fit.”“All taxonomies are that way. Mammals and fish get re-classified all the time. Are the early Netherlandish artists late mediaeval?”“Tough question. I had a lit professor in Melbourne who said that Chaucer had lived during the reigns of Edward III, Richard II and Henry IV, Part 1.”I laughed.“Still reading White?”“Yes. But nearly done. ‘Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new.’ I may try something quite different.”“Oh?”“I just.