“What’s your name?” she asked sweetly
“Alan.”
“And I am Liana, Alan and Liana, rhymes a bit,” she said, reaching out her hand. I pretended to be dizzy. Promise you’ll come back tomorrow and fuck me again…come in the morning at about nine, I want to have a nice long day with you.”
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She pulled the lips apart revealing bright red, almost purple, glistening flesh. I bent over bringing my head to my knees. I noticed that her blouse was now loosened except for the last button; I could see her belly and its enticing deep button. I guess I was still a little boyish at eighteen. “You were going to tell me about your fantasy,” she reminded me turning now to look me in the eyes steadily. “Have you ever been with a woman?”
“No.” I said, shaking my head vigorously to emphasize the lie.
