I flicked her clit furiously with my tongue and released it a moment later. I opened my mouth, heard Chloe moan my name and a second later tasted her ...juices as she squirted hard. We burst out laughing, when a few moments later she collapsed onto the floor in front of me. We kissed tenderly as we tried to recover our senses, before realising it’d not be long until her mother would be there to pick us up. We helped wash each other and finally got out of the shower. We were soon dry and putting on. The ice makes her nipples harder, but nothing I do elicits any arousal.“It appears that you have diminished nerve sensation from you breasts. You certainly should have noticed both more pain and more arousal from the different tests I conducted. I will want to do some further testing to identify the causal mechanisms for this diminished nerve function, but it could explain some of your lack of sexual desire. Routine foreplay may not be preparing you for sexual activity. I’ll need to repeat some. I was always interested in her budding friendships, of course, and she kept me updated by mail. I had a lot of mail. Frank and Phyllis were part of a camping group my wife Dot made friends with. We became especially close to them because Dot was crazy about the cute and shy little redhead. She was almost five feet tall and tiny but her figure was proportionate. It was perfect, in fact, but small. Dot liked to joke around with her, calling the diminutive redhead her little baby girl. Dot would. "Oh shit! My mouth ran away from me as I realised that I had blown mycover."You kissed a girl in junior high? What did it feel like?" Christenlooked slightly apprehensive."Ummm... her lips were very sweet." I paused wanting, needing, to knowher response.She smiled, looked down, and bit her lip. When she looked up there was ahunger in her eyes that I had seen in some of my prior girl friends."I have a slight confession. I am bi-sexual, and when I was at MIT I hada long term girl friend. Her name.