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    Bette’s Loss and Gain (Part Four)

     

    “Uh.  God, this is ludicrous.  The way people touch, Gail.  I – I think you really do know what I’m talking about.  You’re just winding me up.”

     

    “All right.  Since you’re refusing to give any information, I’m forced to tell you.  I can’t imagine ever being with a man.  Women feel so good to me.  I love their softness.  Do you want to know what is really erotic?”

     

    Bette’s eyes didn’t blink.  “What?”

     

    “A woman’s inner thighs.  It is so soft there.  There’s a lot I miss about not dating now, but I especially miss that spot.  It’s such a tease right there.  You know what I mean?”

     

    “No, not really,” Bette’s voice cracked when she spoke.

     

    “Like you’re just inches away from where she really wants you to be and it’s intoxicating.  Your lips are on her inner thighs and you’re kissing her right there and she’s starting to guide you with her body because she wants you to move up just a little, push closer just a little, open your mouth just a little.  The build up always has my heart pounding.  And being on the receiving end of that is awesome, too.  But you know about that.”

     

    Bette didn’t answer.

     

    “You’ve had oral ***** before, right, Bette?”

     

    “Of course,” Bette replied flippantly.  She knew she sounded like a naïve prude because she hadn’t divulged much, but she was far from a prude.  She gave great head according to Ash.  “I give great head,” Bette blurted out.

     

    Gail’s eyes widened.  “Really?  Do tell?”

     

    Bette sighed.  Why had she said that?  “Ash likes it.”

     

    “Is he big?”

     

    “Gail!”

     

    “Well?”

     

    “He’s average to above average I guess.”

     

    “And you can take it all?”

     

    Bette nodded.  She decided that she’d only answer direct questions.

     

    “Wow.  Lucky man.  I think I’d gag and maybe barf.”

     

    Okay, so she’d give more details.  “No, it’s not like that.  It’s not bad.  You just have to relax and start slowly.”  Bette was as red as a boiled lobster, but she went on.  “You take in a little at a time and he sort of moves with me, not holding my head or pushing me down or anything.  Some guys do that and that’s when you gag and want to get away.  Ash isn’t like that.  He loves me so much and I love him and I know he likes it, so I enjoy doing it for him.”

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