" and then she started crying. She was soon joined by the others which motivated us into another group hug.It did my heart good when, while we were all hugging each other, I saw Kim extended her arm out to Katherine. Katherine joined us, and we all hugged and cried together.Shortly, and once again, through the open drapes I saw the Ford Bronco pull up with Heather driving and Vicky seated next to her. My heart began to flutter once again.When Vicky and Heather, accompanied by Pat who had gone out in order to usher them in, entered the living room both young women stopped dead in their tracks, then with a cry of joy, Heather rushed to me, and throwing her arms about my neck, sobbed, "Oh Sam, I missed you. I missed you. I missed you."But Vicky just burst into tears and then bolted for the stairs and rushed up them.I kissed Heather and then said, "I missed you too my sweet. You feel so good in my arms. Kiss me. Kiss me to show me how much you missed me." And she did, and I believed. She had been with him for a month, they slept nude, every night. Every night, he was aroused and every night, shot her down. It seemed like all she had to do as look out at him, and he was aroused. She could tell, obviously. She knew she aroused him, she just couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t consent to taking her. She had tried different body lotions, scanty clothing (which he actually disliked) and even trashy. She tried talking dirty, she tried making breakfast nude. She knew she aroused him, but she couldn’t understand his reluctance. After a few minutes of awkward silence, he spoke. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he asked her to turn around, wiping the tears off her cheeks. He hugged her close, once again repeating himself that there was nothing wrong. He wasn’t ready. Burying her face in his chest, he cuddled her for a while. He was hard. She had no idea how much he wanted her, but every time he thought about sex he’d begin to go flaccid. He wanted to explain himself, why.
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