I pull back and without it leaving my mouth, my hand encircles the tip as it slides in and out of my mouth. The friction and the wetness and the warmt...h are overpowering and coupled with the sight of me on my knees, my flowing hair...you don't have to concentrate hard. Another night you might have let the waves intensify one by one, each taking you further than the last, the electrical intensity building until that blissful short circuit in your head, but on this night the desire to get to know. Why is that?" "You gave yourself to me, don't you remember?" John said calmly. "Oh, yes," Belle nodded, still feeling puzzled. "Roger doens't want you anymore." Belle stared, confused. "Do you remember what he said the last time he saw you?" Belle searched her memory and finally found it. A scrap of conversation. Her standing naked in the kitchen, showing Roger her tattoos and piercings, opening her legs and pulling back her left cunt lip to show him the small tattoo that read 'slave'. Then,. They had gotten on the subway heading east from Woodbine station. They sat directly opposite me on the subway as I watched them snuggle and passionately kiss one another. The woman seemed to be a bit more reserved but thoroughly enjoying herself while her boyfriend was clearly in heat and needed more of her as he caressed her thigh. The home phone rang bringing me back to reality, it was someone downstairs looking to come up. "Hello?"...I answered. "Good Evening, Guildview Pharmacy. I was, and am, not very assertive when it comes to women. I find it strange that I am relatively confident in so many areas of my life yet find it terribly difficult to make a move on a girl. I always knew I'd much prefer it if a girl would make a move on me. A group of my friends were having a party just before the Spring Vacation, and it was fancy dress. It was called the A-List Party, and everyone was supposed to come as something beginning with the letter A. I strongly dislike costume.