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"
One
doesn
’
t
?
"
"
Drayer
Baba
doesn
’
t
believe
in
it
.
"
"
Sometimes
God
can
be
mistaken
.
"
"
Never
.
"
"
All
right
,
let
’
s
go
to
bed
.
"
We
kissed
in
the
dark
.
I
was
a
kiss
freak
anyway
,
and
Sara
was
one
of
the
best
kissers
I
had
ever
met
.
I
’
d
have
to
go
all
the
way
back
to
Lydia
to
find
anyone
comparable
.
Yet
each
woman
was
different
,
each
kissed
in
her
own
way
.
Lydia
was
probably
kissing
some
son
of
a
bitch
right
now
,
or
worse
,
kissing
his
parts
.
Katherine
was
asleep
in
Austin
.
Sara
had
my
cock
in
her
hand
,
petting
it
,
rubbing
it
.
Then
she
pressed
it
against
her
cunt
.
She
rubbed
it
up
and
down
,
up
and
down
against
her
cunt
.
She
was
obeying
her
God
,
Drayer
Baba
.
I
didn
’
t
play
with
her
cunt
because
I
felt
that
would
offend
Drayer
.
We
just
kissed
and
she
kept
rubbing
my
cock
against
her
cunt
,
or
maybe
against
the
clit
,
I
didn
’
t
know
.
I
waited
for
her
to
put
my
cock
in
her
cunt
.
But
she
just
kept
rubbing
.
The
hairs
began
to
burn
my
cock
.
I
pulled
away
.
"
Good
night
,
baby
,
"
I
said
.
And
then
I
turned
,
rolled
over
and
put
my
back
up
against
her
.
Drayer
Baby
,
I
thought
,
you
’
ve
got
one
helluva
believer
in
this
bed
.
In
the
morning
we
began
the
rubbing
bit
again
with
the
same
end
result
.
I
decided
,
to
hell
with
it
,
I
don
’
t
need
this
kind
of
non
-
action
.
"
You
want
to
take
a
bath
?
"
Sara
asked
.
