He had a cologne…”What cologne is that?” I asked. I was on my bed now at home, lying back, dreaming, in my dream he was doing the work, stroking, petting, just…AH! xxx …just there and I was flexing hard and my head back on his shoulder as he touched and explored, thrilling me and I pulled on his hands at my waist…it was so quiet in school…so quiet. He kissed me and pulled away but kissed me again. He kissed me and pulled away but kissed me again. It needs work.” I nodded…I mean obviously it needed work…I wasn’t a writer…”Look here,” he said and I walked around to his side of the desk.
