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I had a bad series of girlfriends with major religious hangups, and I painted you with the same brush.”

“Not only here, but nude and horny too.”

“My kind of girl. So… what should we do about it?”

“Uh-uh. You tell me.”

“I can’t. It’s too embarrassing.”

“Well… yes. Or no. You know what I mean.” She shook her head in exasperation. “Okay, maybe I have a few hangups after all. So sue me.”

“I’d like to use you instead. But… you have to ask.”

“Can’t you just do it? You already said—”

“I feel like such a tramp when I talk like that.

“Thank you.” She took a deep breath and said to herself, “I can do this.”

“You’re fearless,” I agreed.

“Tell that to the butterflies in my stomach and Sister Prune in my head.”

“Sister Prudence. She taught Morality and Christian Living.”

“And never had an impure thought in her life.”

“Not likely,” she snorted.

“But you just said it,” she pleaded. “You know what I want.”

“Yep. But you have to ask.”

“You’re really going to make me say it?”

“Okay, here goes…” She took a deep breath.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. “I want you to… you know… lick it.”

“Ugh! You drive me crazy you’re so stubborn!”

“That’s all you have to say? ‘Yep’?”

“You are so annoying! I don’t know why I even like you.”

“Because I let you be yourself. And I don’t judge you for it. I don’t think you’re a tramp or a slut or even a nympho. Instead, I tell you it’s all right to like sex. It’s all right to say things in private without feeling embarrassed.

“Okay, here goes…” She looked me directly in the eye. “Will you please throw me on the bed, spread my legs, and lick my pussy till I beg you to stop?”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

Christy woke me sometime in the middle of the night. I was lying on my side and she was facing me as she fondled my erection.

“You’re awake,” she said when she felt me stir.

“Uh-huh,” I said through a yawn. “What time is it?”

“I don’t know. Still dark.

“S’okay.” I closed my eyes and yawned again. “Sorry. ’S a bit early, even for me.”

“I was tired of waiting.”

“I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t stop working. Did you know you get hard at night?”

“Prolly dreaming of you,” I mumbled.

“He kept poking me, and it was all I could do not to play with him.”

“Feel free. Any time. Don’t mind.”

“Mmm, good.” She caressed my balls and sighed deep in her throat. “I can’t believe I never realized you shaved them.