More control.

I woke up by a gentle nudge at my shoulder. Kara. I had no idea when she had returned from the night’s watch, as I was almost **** asleep after yesterday night. It was dreamless. At least I thought it was a dreamless sleep. My mind was foggy when I woke up, but I quickly returned to my senses when I was bombarded with complaints and questions about my night with Kylie.

“I thought I would be the first. How was it? How did she enjoy it?”

Shaking off my sleepiness, I simply said she would have to wait for the debriefing by Kylie, as I had no words to describe it. That could have meant anything, but she concluded correctly:

“Huh... That good huh?”

I looked straight at her and simply said, teasing:

“No comment.”

Kylie did find the words however. And soon I was getting complimenting comments and requests from both Kara and Kate.

When will you ever learn, Alex? The less you do, the more they can request and comment on the things you did do.

Oddly enough, Kara and Kate had contrary requests and comments. While Kara focused on the gentle side of me, my control over the situation, my supposedly supreme attentiveness, Kate was, blushing as usual, asking for me to control her the way I controlled Kylie, edging her to climax, teasing, tickling even to then finally give her what she desired. She added a suggestion that perhaps she could be bound while I had my way with her, this time leaving all my hands free working on her.

“Hmm... No comment.” I replied.

I thought my reply quite useful, but the two women found it extremely irritating. Kylie however smiled whenever I used it to fend off requests. She started to use it herself once or twice, teasing the other two.

On a moment when she wasn’t harassed by the two, she took me aside:

“I was pleased with the experience we had. Very, very pleased. The way you controlled yourself and took control of the situation at times. Furthermore, I am very happy for you that you didn’t regress at all,” hinting at the bad experience I had with Sophia and Clara.

I winced at that memory. She saw and kissed me on my lips.

“I know it is hard. You don’t have to talk about it, but just hear me out. Last night was exceptional for me, perhaps for you too.”

“It was...” I smiled at her, “I can’t describe it with words now. Perhaps not ever. It was a unique experience and I am very grateful for it.”

She smiled brightly at me.

“Anyway, on a serious note, I can imagine that day with Sophia and Clara you felt you had no control over the situation, over yourself. It was something you will want to avoid at all cost.”

I simply nodded.

“As something to increase your recovery speed after that wounding experience, I advise you to go for the suggestions Kate made to you. It will give you a feeling of control.”

I spread my eyes wide open.

“On another note, and this is difficult for me too, when some time has passed, you will have to let Clara and Sophia back in.”

I clenched my jaws at that.

“I know, but I can’t let you carry this with you forever. And I can’t let them carry it forever. It will happen at your tempo, but sooner or later it must happen, for the good of all of you.”

I sighed heavily and it took a moment to gather my thoughts.

“I know. We can’t escape each other. I have done some bad things in my life and I wish I was given the chance to make it up. I still care for them, I still find them attractive, but it will take some time to get over it.”

“Don’t worry about it. There is hope for you, and I have a plan. No, I won’t tell you. No, no comment.” But she smiled lovingly at me when I urged her to tell me. She didn’t however and I let her have her fun with her secret plan. Perhaps it was her way to just give me hope.

I asked her one more thing before she left though:

“Did you know it is Ella’s birthday tomorrow?”

“Of course I know.” She answered, but then frowned: “The question is why you know it, and why you wanted me to know it.”

“She seemed so sad about it, although she didn’t want to admit. Perhaps I can arrange a very small token gift for her? Just to let her know we thought about her?”

Her expression softened and she smiled at me.

“I am sure you can figure something out. You can give it to her when we are together.”

“Good. Thank you.”

At noon Didier and Lina finally came back after their night out. Lina had a glow upon her. A very typical glow. Didier seemed extremely pleased with himself and was at the same time very **** to talk. They couldn’t have hidden it, even if they had wanted it. We smiled at Lina, I grinned at Didier. We didn’t want them to feel embarrassed, so we kept it at that.

Looks like their nightly sharp shooting lessons went well.

Tom honored us with a visit as well, but with less good news. He had found a camper with a working television set and driven it to Marie’s. The major battles were in full swing. At Köln and at Basel.

The Russians in the south had finally managed to cross the Rhine and were now fully engaged against the French. All the reinforcements from the Black Forest were at their east flank; Italians, Austrians, Swiss at their west flank; and a few Germans at their rear. Heavy bombardments had flattened entire city blocks, biological and chemical weapons were used by the Russians and had decimated entire regiments of the Allied forces.

At Köln the Russians had decided to do the same, while for unknown reasons keeping their infantry and armor divisions in reserve. Americans were parachuting in Holland and rapidly organizing a flank maneuver.

After reporting he was finally finished with the lessons to the villagers, I gave Tom the instructions to set up an intel network in the villages, asking the villagers to scout certain sections of the woods and fully map the residents still in the area. I also had to know if any villagers were suddenly leaving or were disappearing from social life.

Best to keep him busy. The young man had way too much energy and potential to be left unspent, which I told him. He smiled and after a brief talk and hug with his sister he returned to the village.

I hope I can keep them safe the coming weeks.

Kylie returned from a recon and told me the village monster had left his raided house, but she had no idea about his current whereabouts, his car abandoned in his garage. That worried me, but had at the moment no idea how I could figure out where he went. I asked Kylie to go to the squad, to warn them and to ask their acquaintances in the villages if they could track him down. She quickly left.

In the early evening she came back and after having ensured me there would be a double watch from now on in the squad, that Dave and Lina would keep watch for us tonight, she asked me if I wanted to do Kate a favor.

“And perhaps yourself too...” She whispered.

“Now? Already?”

“She got very aroused when I told her about our experience yesterday. Especially the part about denying my orgasm at the beginning...”

“I remember you denied mine for a brief moment, at the end...”

“And it felt good afterwards, didn’t it?”

“Yes, although I am not in favor for a prolonged session doing that to me.”

“I know you don’t. But Kate is in favor for it. Very much so.”

“Hmm... Not sure if I want a public to watch that.”

“Don’t worry, she doesn’t want that either. Otherwise you could it right here, in the open.”

“The last time I was sure we were alone. Now, with you and Kara still around, in the early evening even squad members may report... Would be silly after I admonished the squad for playing ‘spin the bottle’ in the open.”

“She likes to watch sometimes, like she did that first time in the foxhole. Or sometimes to be watched by you only, like that time in the foxhole with me and her. But that is her limit. She wants to keep it as private as possible.”

“Is she embarrassed by her fantasies?”

“Since she is openly talking about, or giving hints amongst us, I would think not that much. She trusts us, but you most of all.”

“She has moved on quite a bit from her earlier feelings about me... I am not willing to break that trust. What if I fail to give her what she wants with these fantasies? Or give her too much?”

“She will tell you and she knows you will never want to hurt her, even if she asks for it in the heat of the moment. Besides, she doesn’t want to hurt you either, by forcing you to give her more than you want to give her. You can stop at any time you feel you are not enjoying yourself anymore. And she can stop too. You will recognize the difference between what is just a game and what is real.”

“Ah... she wants to continue to keep it as a roleplaying game. That is good. Last time I thought it was a bit risky playing commander and subordinate. I hope she doesn’t want to continue that?”

“Alex, there are a lot of archetypes where one needs to listen and one needs to command. She has thought of it. She knows you can act the role you are given. Being the older man versus the younger woman, there are some fantasies, perhaps you have thought about, before the war?”

“Aheum. Eh... Perhaps?”

Kylie grinned at me. She was right about that. “Give yourself and Kate some time to empathize yourself with the role, to make it feel naturally. But the moment either one of you wants to step out, you just address each other like you usually do.”

With these parting words, she ushered me into our cave, closing the curtains behind me.

Kate had prepared her role a bit longer than me. She had dressed herself the part. I knew exactly which role I needed to play, when I saw her standing, looking at me, smiling bright with twinkling eyes. She had a skirt on, a typical schoolgirl skirt, a t-shirt and a tie. The cliché porn fantasy of teacher and student. It didn’t matter if it was so unsubtly prepared, it was the way Kate and I would act it, no matter the clothes she was wearing.

Or wasn’t wearing...

She looked cute, almost innocent in those clothes, although she was certainly not. Before she started to say anything, I held up my palm towards her, to ask in silence to just wait a bit, to prepare myself mentally for the role of strict teacher.

Oh my... what have I been getting myself into this time?

It’s just a game, Alex, just a game, keep it simple, but prolong it as long as you can without hurting her.

“Right,” I said, “let’s start this game of yours.”

“Sir?” She started.

“Yes?”

“I am very sorry to tell you, but I couldn’t manage the assignment you had given me last week.”

I frowned. “You couldn’t?”

“It’s just that I had too much other things on my mind. And I forgot.”

“You forgot to make the most important assignment of the year? You just forgot about it? Last week I gave it to you, but I had mentioned it would need a lot of work. Now you are telling me you haven’t done anything at all?”

She looked downwards as if she was ashamed.

Well played, Kate... Don’t smile, Alex. Focus, continue.

She kept her silence with her eyes downcast. I took a few steps closer and noticed there were handcuffs laying on the floor, not the ones the police used, but bondage manacles.

Ah, she really wants me to tie her. Where the hell did she find that?

“Young lady. I cannot let this pass.”

Young lady... Yes, that would be her name here and now...

“If I do that, the other students could ask me the same.”

I gently placed my index finger on her chin and lifted her chin up.

“Look at me!” I ordered very harsh.

Almost she smiled, but kept herself in the role of the obedient student.

Way too little preparation, but it will have to do.

This is not the first time you are late with your assignments, is it, young lady?

“Eh... no, Sir.”

“I hear all kinds of you from the other teachers. Disobedience, late with tasks, giggling and talking in class. That is true, isn’t, young lady?”

“Eh... yes, Sir.”

“Even if I gave you a pass, it is not even certain you would complete it, is it?”

“Eh... I don’t know, Sir.”

“Why is it that you can’t complete the jobs I have given you?”

“Eh... eh...”

“Tell me!”

“Stress, Sir, I have too much stress, Sir! I keep thinking about how to get rid of my stress, Sir.”

“How to get rid of your stress? Not sure I can sympathize. If you had made your tasks, you would have had less stress.”

“Perhaps... Sir.”

Perhaps...

“Luckily for you, I have a method for that, young lady.”

“You do, Sir?”

“Yes... I do... But I am not sure you would want to let me get rid of your stress.”

“Please, Sir, I really want to get rid of my stress.”

“And you will let me help you?”

“Eh... Yes, Sir.”

“Are you sure, young lady? You seem to be hesitant.”

“No, Sir, it’s just, I have a lot of stress, I have never known of a method to relieve that much stress.”

“You say I am lying?”

“No, Sir, I don’t, Sir.” She answered quickly, as if afraid.

“Fine, young lady, but you will have to listen to me very carefully. Will you do that?”

“Yes, Sir, I will.”

“Even if I ask you to do things you will not like?”

“I will obey, Sir.”

“And if you don’t, can I punish you for it?”

“Eh... I am not sure what you mean, Sir.”

“Don’t worry, young lady, I will not hurt you. But if you don’t obey me quickly enough, I will take longer to get your stress relieved.”

For a moment, Kate was smiling, realizing how she had to act, to get what she wanted in this roleplay. She lost her act in that smile.

“Are you laughing at me?” I asked her incredulous, very stern.

“I’m so sorry, Sir, I couldn’t help myself.”

“Well, I can’t have that. You say you can’t help yourself, I will have to do everything then.”

“I am sorry, Sir, really sorry.”

“You will be sorry... Now, strip!”

“Sir?”

“I said strip, take your clothes off! Or do you want to disobey me again?”

“But you are my teacher, I can’t just...”

Fuck... I’m stuck in my improvisation... quick, Alex, find a better reason to make her obey...

“Still you are defying me? Do you even want to pass this class? Do you even want your degree? I will fail you, if you don’t want to obey me!”

**** route it is...

“Please don’t Sir, I have to pass, Sir...”

Very good, Kate, thanks...

“Then... Strip! You have one minute. If you are not naked by then, say goodbye to your degree.”

“Please, Sir, don’t do that, Sir, I will obey, Sir.”

“Fifty seconds left...”

“Forty five...”

Kate, or was it still ‘the young lady’, got the message. She undid her tie, hesitantly, unbuttoned her shirt, a bit slow, like she wanted to make a show of it.

“Thirty...”

She hastened her undressing. She took off her shoes, socks and skirt. Now, except for her bra and panties she stood before me, almost trembling.

“Did I not say, I wanted you naked? Everything off, so bra and panties too!”

She gulped, acting masterfully, and took her bra off. As if embarrassed, she tried to cover her petite breasts.

“Ten seconds...”

Clumsy, her arms and hands covering her breasts as much as possible, she reached for the hem of her panties, bent forwards, pushing them down, until she could let them fall to the carpet, and step out of them.

“Goddamn time... Why are you covering yourself up?

“Please, Sir, I just can’t.”

“I see. Well, I need my hands free for this. I can’t have you continue to hinder me or trying to cover yourself up, or god forbid, try to stop me what you desperately need.”

She didn’t move and tried as best as she could to keep her covered. She held one arm against her breasts and the other hand she stretched downwards and covered her vagina. As if in shame, she looked downwards.

“Disobedient again... You will pay for that... young lady.”

I took the handcuffs from the floor, opened the small belts, and said:

“Resist and I will stop, right here, right now. I will fail you. Do. You. Understand?”

“Yes... yes, Sir.” She slowly whispered.

I went to stand behind her and ordered her harshly:

“Now give me your arm!”

She hesitated, but slowly stretched and bent the arm covering her breast, backwards to me.

“Good. Was that so difficult?” I put one manacle around her wrist and closed the belt. Not too tight, but also that they wouldn’t fall off with the first move.

“Now the other!”

More hesitation.

She is really in her role now... I almost don’t recognize her anymore.

“I said, give me the other one!”

Slowly she gave me her other arm, and quickly I bound her both wrists behind her back.

“Finally!” I said loudly in her ear, as if was nearing the end of my patience.

“Now... spread your legs!”

“Sir, please, don’t make me do this...”

I embraced her from behind, almost in a chokehold and whispered menacingly in her ear:

“If you want me to bind your legs myself too, I will. But it will hurt. A lot. Do you want me to hurt you?”

“No, Sir.” She whispered and slowly while I was holding her from behind, she spread her legs.

“Wider,” I whispered, “Don’t test my patience.”

Further she spread them until her feet stood one meter and a half apart.

“Now, whatever I do to you, you will not move. Not. One. Centimeter. Do you get that, young lady?”

“Yes... Sir.”

“I am going to relieve your stress. I will touch you. I will touch you wherever I want to touch you. And you. Will. Not. Move.”

“Yes... Sir.”

“I will ask you again. Will you let me touch you?”

“Yes, Sir.” She whispered, excited.

“Everywhere I want to touch you?”

“Yes, Sir.” Even more excited, she whispered.

“Will you move while I touch you?”

“No, Sir.”

“Will you only move when I tell you to move?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good, young lady, very good.”

Still standing behind her, I released my **** on her. Slowly but surely by hands were wandering, caressing her stomach. Teasing to go down, deciding to go not so fast for the prize. Everywhere but down, everywhere but to her breasts, I continued moving my meandering hands. Suddenly one of hands gripped her side, like clawing into her flesh, but not too hard to hurt.

I stood behind her, fully dressed, but no doubt she was feeling my bulge through my cloths, pressing against her butt. I was aroused, yes, but she was getting aroused too. One of my hands pressed on her belly button, keeping her ass pressed against my crouch, the other was teasing her further.

That teasing right hand eventually had made his mind up and was creeping slowly towards her left petite breast. My fingers neared her nipple, ever so gently caressing her areola. She shivered at that. She had sensitive nipples, I knew because when suddenly my index finger touched her nipple sideways, she mewed so cute. I continued touching her one nipple, pushing it, then pressing it from the top, pushing it inwards, releasing it. My hand palmed her breast, grabbed it, mauled it, then I stretched my hand and just with the middle of my palm gently pushing it, manipulated to go round and round.

They were sensitive alright, a bit too much. Stimulation of her nipples, taking one between my fingers, stretching it up, releasing it, it slightly hurt her. I didn’t want to pain her, even if it would increase her arousal. For a while I just caressed her breasts, gently groping her, making her breathe go just a tiny bit faster. My hand traveled south to her left upper thigh.

She knew what I planning, wanted to hasten it, even tilted her hips to the hand, giving herself up to me.

I wouldn’t.

No, I didn’t want to.

Yet.

She was at my mercy and I whispered:

“Stay still.”

Reluctantly she **** herself to stay still, not to move her hips in the direction of my hand. The hand that simply caressed her thigh, slowly moving inwards, below her pussy. Just softly rubbing her inner thigh, up and down as far as I could reach.

From inner thigh to up her thigh, it swiveled back up to her pubic area, as if on reconnaissance of the perimeter of an enemy camp. Searching for the best way in. Her muscles at her groin were tensed by her stance, I felt with my outstretched fingers. The anticipation was building up in her, through her nose she was breathing faster and shallow. Once more I swiveled, making a detour with my hand avoiding her vagina up to just above.

Moving my fingers from the side of her pussy, they touched her right outer labia. I only caressed that part, making her squirm. Again I had to reinforce my command:

“Still.”

She tried to calm herself, controlling her breathing, but her anticipation did not leave her. She knew more was to come and that this was only the beginning.

Below her clit, with only my middle finger, I touched her slit, as light as a feather. But it was enough. Enough to make her inhale loudly through her nose, trying to calmly exhale as I withdrew my finger, back to caressing her outer labia.

It was as if I was punishing her for her loud breathing, forcing her to control her breathing to make it as quiet as possible. Almost as if I was pulling her strings. And I hadn’t even started.

I again touched her slit, a bit harder now. She bit her lips, trying to keep herself quiet. A bit harder now I slowly caressed her slit, first with one finger, then with two. She was getting moisty. Her inner labia were swelling, leaving me more room to maneuver. But I didn’t want to maneuver into her.

Not yet.

I caressed her right inner labia, pushing it aside at times. Pressing into it, withdrawing back to gently caressing her inner thigh.

“Come on...” She begged.

“No.” I said resolute.

And with her first begging I intended to stall. My hand caressed her thigh, moved fluently up reaching her left breast, palming it, rubbing the areola, not in the least helping her to calm down. Though she stopped squirming. I rewarded her for it by reaching down again, following the same path. Stomach, upper thigh, outer labia and with a brief pause her inner labia. Rewarding her more by caressing it downwards, until finally two fingers entered her.

She gasped loudly, mouth agape. In that moment she didn’t realize her journey of agony would begin.

But she would...

I only slowly fingered her, not even trying to touch her inner walls of her vagina. Not bending my two middle fingers of my hand. Just sliding in and out alongside her wet opening. Too slow to stimulate her more, too fast to let her calm further down.

The continued stance, the continued tensing of her muscles at her groin was cramping her.

Damn... Should have thought of that.

I withdrew my fingers, my hand... and my arm.

Ah well, a small pause won’t hurt her...

I commanded her to follow me to the wall.

“Sit with your ass on this cushion here, with you back against the wall” I pointed her to a thick, small but soft cushion I placed for her.

Quicky she followed my command, **** to continue. Without ordering her she opened her legs, giving me easy access to her pussy, leveled up by the cushion.

This was a lot comfortable for her and made work a lot easier as I knelt at her side. To get back into the mood of the moment before we moved, my hand started to caress her nearest leg, massaging it even. Gradually my hand neared her vagina, before retreating again. Teasing again while trying to find the best sitting position to continue where we had left off.

My mistake... Sorry...

My fingers touched her labia, outer first, inner then, and plunged back into her. This time I did bend my fingers.

To make it up...

Slowly they caressed her inner wall, ventral wise. She was wet, but sadly her arousal had dropped too much.

Hmm... plan B then.

I withdrew from her sopping pussy, slowly, and my fingers started to encircle her vagina. I rubbed her just above, teasingly close to her clit. She started to breathe faster again.

Good... We’re getting back.

Never on it, but I caressed her close to it. I took my time. I spread her wetness all around, taking some from inside, spreading it on her labia, then I entered again with my two fingers. I moved them up. She looked at my hand. Or better she looked at my visible thumb, totally free. Up and down my fingers inside went, rubbing alongside her ventral wall. Withdrawing just for a bit, entering again. She started tilting her hips to make sure my fingers pushed more into her inner flesh. I let her. For now.

My thumb landed. Finally. Just below her love button. Creeping slowly near it. She saw it happen, was waiting for it, she tilted her hips back down to shorten the smallest distance, but at that moment, I lifted my thumb up.

“No...” She protested.

“Yes...” I replied.

My fingers in her were working faster now, and it was having its effect without my thumb. She bucked her hips.

Not this time...

Swiftly I exited my fingers.

“No!” She complained, looking at me straight.

“Yes!” I exclaimed.

Completely surprised, still when she was looking, my thumb pressed upon her clit. She almost jumped up. She gasped, tilted her head backwards in reflex. If she had thought my thumb would keep pressing while rubbing it, she was surely disappointed. Light as feather, just barely, it touched her there, ever so slightly caressing it.

She sighed, shallowed breathing followed. Then she gasped again when my two fingers entered once more. Bending, moving upwards and pulling her inner wall towards me, pressing very deeply into the ventral wall, deep into that sensitive tissue.

She shuddered. More even, when the fingers kept their pressure up while moving up and down, while the thumb was still lightly touching her button every so often.

She was breathing heavily now, her chest rising up and down fast.

Almost there...

But not now...

I stretched my hand, releasing the pressure, and withdrew the entire hand.

“No!” She exclaimed, looking almost angry at me.

I merely smiled. Wickedly.

God, this is fun...

Only ten seconds later my two fingers touched her clit again. Rubbing it softly, pressing into it, taking it between them, stretching it, letting it loose, rubbing it...

She breathed haggardly. Shallow, irregular, fast breathing.

Almost there again... so soon after the last time.

But not yet.

I withdrew my fingers.

This time she begged:

“Please... finish it.”

“Please... who?” I whispered.

She was panting. But between her panting, barely, she could utter what I needed to hear:

“Please... Sir.”

Not done then...

I entered her with my two fingers, bent them and extremely fast I rubbed her hard.

Just for a few seconds.

Then I exited, leaving the tips at her perineum.

Those few seconds were enough to make her gasp, pant very fast and beg loud:

“Please!”

“No!” I commanded, more to myself than to her.

Ten agonizing seconds I waited, I counted them silently.

I entered again, rubbing hard and fast, counting loudly to three and withdrew them.

“Please... Come on!”

I counted backwards, loudly, from ten to zero. At zero I entered, pushing and rubbing hard, counting to three again. And again. And again.

She was almost sobbing now. Frustration, desperation and **** arousal.

“Please... Alex, let me come.”

Most gently now, I entered my fingers for the last time, bent my fingers, moved upwards. I pushed my thumb down on her clit. And rubbed. Slow at first, speeding up, faster, harder, then as fast as I could.

Not five counts later, she came. Hard. Loud. She screamed her longs out. It shocked me. I almost froze, but my fingers kept moving on autopilot. She convulsed, she spasmed all over her body, it was the most amazing sight. Her climaxing continued, for the longest time ever. She was getting out of breath while she kept gushing fluids out of her, her hips tilting back and forwards. Her eyes rolling backwards. And then...

Nothing.

She collapsed sideways.

She had fainted.

I froze. Withdrew my hand slowly.

Uh-oh... What now?

I checked her breathing. Still breathing. I checked her pulse. Still beating.

I sighed from relief.

Alright Alex, everything is fine, best to get her comfortable.

I freed her hands, nervously and quickly. I lifted her up, carried her the short way to the mattrass, and laid her gently down. I dried her with a towel and placed a warm blanket upon her.

Her breathing was getting stable. It was time to wake her up. I called her name while I slapped her gently. Each time louder and just a little bit harder. After the fifth time she finally opened her eyes.

I sighed heavily from relief. Again. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks.

“Thank goodness... you are awake.”

She felt disoriented. Trying to figure out what had happened, but it dawned her.

“Ooh... I fainted?”

“Yes.”

“From my orgasm?”

“Yes.”

“Oh... I never...”

“Quiet now, Kate. You need to rest. Fuck, I was worried... No, close your eyes, please, Kate...”

She did. And fell asleep.

Afterwards, after putting two extra blankets upon her, I still was worried. I called in Kylie. Kara came in with her. I told Kylie that Kate had fainted during her orgasm.

“Wow,” Kara said.

Kylie saw my worried look.

“Don’t worry, Alex, it happens with women sometimes. In this case, with Kate, after orgasm denial, her orgasm was **** enough to make her faint. Probably didn’t have enough air, I heard her scream even while I was outside. And she barely screams while orgasming the usual way. We know she doesn’t have a heart problem, the army doctors would have noticed.”

“Ah... Oof.”

“She must have had a hell of an orgasm. Looks like you succeeded.” Kara stated.

“Yes, but... still...”

“Stop worrying. By the way, did you have fun?” Kylie grinned at me.

“Eh... actually yes... though with this outcome? I am not entirely sure I want to repeat this.”

“Then don’t. Most important thing is that you had fun and she wanted this to happen. Next time, if she wants a next time, and you don’t, then say so. She will understand perfectly. She will never ask you something you are too hesitant to do.” Kylie put me on my ease.

“Now undress yourself and sleep next to her. She will need your presence when she wakes up during the night, or in the morning. Even if you are not able to sleep.”

“Yes, you are right. Again. Like most of the time.”

“Always, Alex, always...” But Kylie smiled at me and left me with Kate.