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That was my first orgasm too.
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I could hear the furniture rocking and Bethany’s 24
squeals. She knew what she wanted and was very specific 25
in her requests. To hear a woman ask for pleasure like that 26
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tic containers of grape juice. After my third orgasm I had 2
to leave the pantry for the living room. There I began to 3
drink. It was necessary to slow down my beating heart.
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From the sofa I could hear the occasional moan or 5
gasping sob, but the whiskey dulled my urges and I fell 6
half into a doze.
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“Charles?” she said. “You awake?”
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I was asleep on the couch in the living room. At least 11
I think I was asleep. It seemed to me that I had been 12
looking at Bethany in her tight satin slip for quite some 13
time.
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“Are you awake?”
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“Uh-huh.”
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“Ricky’s asleep,” she said as if it was an important piece 17
of information.
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She sat down next to me and I got up, almost without 19
thinking, and moved to the chair. That made Bethany 20
smile.
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“You scared of me, Charles Blakey?” she asked.
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“You know a lot of those rich people come in here from 23
New York, don’t you, Bethy?” I asked.
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She was confused by my changing her subject but still 25
answered, “Some.”
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“They do some crazy things, right?”
