Emma will be able to hear me, downstairs. Sam kisses me and runs her hands to the scruff of my neck, pulling it tight with her clenched fist. "I said,...slavegirl, do you think that that's better?" I go to answer again and with her free hand she twists. I don't care if you can hear me, Emma. Oh, God, Emma, I'm sorry I complained about Mike's groaning. Oh, God, I'm going to be sore in the morning. There's a zip as my trousers are undone and hiked down over my bum, followed by my underwear. Her. I can’t really explain why, I’m not chronically shy or anything. I just had some strange barrier there. After all, I was friendly with people, and they were friendly with me, but I never became friends with anyone. To the best of my knowledge, I don’t have particularly bad body odor or make terrible puns (more than any normal guy does). It seemed that I just didn’t make that extra connection with people, like I couldn’t read the signs or something. It was at this point that I was pondering. More

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