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I couldn’t concentrate. XXX What was the worst that could happen? ‘All in good time,’ he said. She squealed and straightened for a second, and turned round again to face the fence. ‘What?’
‘Bit warm. I put his hands on my hips and reached up, putting mine under his arms. That seemed like as good a word as any, since those thoughts were interesting and a little exciting.7
Through the window, I saw her momentarily snap her head up in my direction. She was looking around between the trees and me, like she was trying to distract herself or else she was just enjoying the whole atmosphere. Or at least that she was going to be, soon enough. I flicked her faster with the tip of my tongue, and sucked rhythmically as she scratched hard at my head and neck, breathing hoarsely and erratically.
