Finally, as if to snap me out of my sexual daydream, she asked me if I was gay?'No', I spluttered, embarrassed, as if caught out like a closet lesbian..., 'No', I repeated more calmly, 'I was just liking your piercings', I lied, and of course she knew I was lying.She came across and sat down beside me, 'Touch them if you wish', she challenged me, and as I hesitated, she took my willing hand and I let it be guided to cup her warm breast, which felt softer and silkier than my own. 'Rub the nipple',. One Saturday morning there was a knock at the door. It was the postman and he had a parcel for me that required my signature on delivery. It was postmarked Los Angeles but I did not recognise the name or address on the back. I opened it and saw that it was a videocassette, entitled 'Majorcan Pleasures'. There was a note enclosed. It was from Carl! I thanked my lucky stars that Kelly was out. She had left quite early to go shopping in the West End. I picked up the note to read it. There was no. They moved and he could hear the locking mechanism drop into place. A moment after the door had sealed, they heard a second hissing. The torches flickered. On the other side of the obelisk, stones in the wall slid aside. They each took a torch, their backpacks, and flashlights and crossed the room to the darkness beyond.As soon as they crossed through the passage between the chambers they could hear a difference in the echo of their steps. All three shined their flashlights ahead and could see. I’ve excelled all my life, everything I do turns to gold, except for men. I’m shocking when it comes to men. In my earlier life I loved a man dearly and he fucked me over. Some of you will know about this already. Loving Scott has been new for me, I don’t care if he’s a control freak, if he cheats and lies and uses me. I’m obsessed. I go to sleep thinking about his body; I wake up and find the I’m soaked with my own juices from thinking about him.You get the picture. I’m a girl, no, a women,.