I get on all fours, facing the mirror for some reason and he gets behind me, examining the plug. On his next morning off, Andy goes to see his mother and it doesn’t go well, she slams the door in his face as soon as he tells her his leaving date, giving him no opportunity to ask about meeting me. After, we head to the train station, Sally and Josh joining us to give moral support. The issue was me, no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get comfortable at night, tossing and turning the whole time and keeping us both awake. “Right now,” I state confidently “that’s what the plug is for, to prepare me.”
He makes me promise that if it gets too painful that I’ll tell him to stop as he doesn’t want to hurt me, I agree even though I’m determined to do this. Hell, I’m tempted to myself and I wouldn’t blame Andy if he did!). The train doors open and he grins at me, mischievously before sticking his face into my cleavage and ‘motorboating’ me (for those of you that don’t know
