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I kicked off my sweats and t-shirt and followed her into the bathroom

“This is aushed, as I helped her up over the side of the soaker tub, into the fully tiled shower— the tiles arranged in a fresco ie of an ancient Greek public bath

“It’s not the worst,” I said with a grin

“And that’s not the only a cock

“I think we have time for a quickie, don’t you?”

She flicked the tip of her tongue along her lower lip

“I think we do”

“I could use so me luck, after all”

“Do you know anything about the ancient art of sex ie asked

“A bit, aye”

I did Eoin had been getting into it and tellingfrom his school friends, to which I always had to respond that he should not be talking to

I’d never really thought about trying it, but if it made her happy, I saw no reason not to infer I knew about it It wasn’t really a lie

What feltaround the true extent of ht I had alluded to the fact that I didn’t have anything to talk about with a therapist That wasn’t true, but there was nothing that I felt co

Was there reallyand dishonesty by omission?

What wasn’t a lie was that I was falling for Maggie— hook, line, and sinker

It still felt weird, falling in love so fast, but I really couldn’t deny the honest truth

“This is a really nice shower,” Maggie remarked

“Uh-huh We’d better put it to good use”

“We’d better”

She turned around and bent over, her hands braced against the tiled wall, and the ater froner rainfall showerhead lashed down over her beautiful, naked forently spreading her folds

Taking a ht, pink pussy, I then, as gently as possible, ran , loud rew louder with each light pass of ue over her sweet, delicate lips