“Do you want me?” she asked in her deep voice. I could do nothing but nod.

“Scared now?” Again, I nodded. She ran her fingers through my hair, went down to my neck and fastened her grip there a little. “OK,” she whispered, “OK.” She got up and put on some music. She was still in charge, of course, but I felt calm. I felt as if I was safe with her in charge.

She came back to me and bent over. She kissed me, firmly, yet still soft and tender. She took her time, too. I worried a little about her straining her back. After a few minutes, she used her forearm to press me down on the bed. It could easily have scared me, but it didn’t. She managed to perform this firm move in the same soft and tender way as she kissed. We laid there kissing for a while and I was glad she didn’t move her hands anywhere beside my face. I didn’t feel ready for that. My hand was on her back and I felt once again how skinny she really was. I had never cared for skinny girls. But then I had never met girls with a voice like hers.

She stopped kissing quite suddenly and moved her face a few inches away from mine.

“Hey.” God, that voice. I looked at her. “Promise me you’ll tell me if you get scared or anything, OK?” I kept silent. I wasn’t good at that. “Come on babe. Promise me.” She kissed me, briefly. “I can’t go on if you don’t promise me.” She looked at me again and I was certain that she would keep her promise; she wouldn’t go on if I didn’t promise her. And in spite of everything I wanted her to go on.

“I promise.”

She smiled. Then she kissed me again. She intensified it somewhat, and her left hand went down and ended on my waist. She moved it around a little and got under my shirt. I did the same with her. I wanted to feel her skin. She moved her hand up and down, and further up, and further down. She grabbed my shirt. “Can I take this off?” she asked, meanwhile continuing the kissing. “Sure,” said I. She unbuttoned my shirt with admirable patience. Then slowly she took my arms out and I helped her by moving a little. I took her men’s shirt of as well, and then her t-shirt. I was big on equality.