n he nibbled at me, the point of one

fabric, and then out into the cup of my top. The sensation of the swims

r a while, then said in a shaky voice, "I'm g

he was trying to scar

t on me. For a while there, I lost any sense of perspective and focused only on mysel

g to say anything, since his fingers moved slowly inside fr

let out a gasp and a little mumble as his hand brushed across my skin

e got to know one another. To my horror, he dove into my lips and ran his tongue

s and I moaned. A dull ache had settled into my gut, and it was becoming louder and more urgent

used on the guy who was applying pressure to my painful spot with the top of his leg. With only one kiss, he

s leg against mine sent a jolt

that his eyes had gotten blurry from lack

ss you,

years and had never heard him sound like that before. I gave a littl

f mine to avoid using profanity in his presence, but I found myself unable to hold bac

ed me by tightening his grip on m

n't take anothe

t's me; m

by his first name. He was no longer a child. Really, really elderly compar

is unfamili

e out. The silence that followed his departure made the room seem even colder. As his passion

rang before I could finish my sentence. I recognized the ringtone com

ession on his face said he wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't. The phrase "I'm o

y bikini in an effort to make it seem like nothing had hap

e chilly. He took out his phone, answered it, and

ered over him as he enquired about the patient. His arms, not only his hands, were go

sation ended and we both looked at each

middle of something and we were interrupted? The actions we took before to receiving the

was in distress. The ques

t time. I just looked up at him, unable to

esponsibility f

r forced or convinced by him. He was kissed by me. Everything had been on both sides. I tri

he drew them together. The longer the stilln

any longer. The patient required both his