Girls Who Beg
I begged for sex.
No I didn’t. I presented a case for it. I need it, he needs it, we’re both here and we like each other.
No commitments, no weepy sentimentality. Just, “Monsieur, I hope you enjoyed me and if you ever could I would very much enjoy it of you were to have me again. I will not lock my bedroom door; it is open to you, always.”
And he smiled and hugged me.
I tried to grope him (there were no kids around) but he gently pulled my hand away. I asked him if he was open to the idea, and he sighed and smiled and said, “There is no one but you, who I consider to be likely.”
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