A kiss to distract her

At the time my Lord, I told myself that it was nothing more than an attempt to silence the hysterical young woman, but now in hindsight I must confess that I wanted nothing more than to taste her sweet kisses. I pulled the nubile young debutant even closer and lowered my lips onto hers, savoring each second of this kiss. The embrace moved quickly from it's sweet, gentle genesis to something far less innocent. I beg of you, Sir Williard, do not misunderstand me. It was not my intention to take advantage of this lovely young woman, but as I have tried to document on the earlier pages, on Rajah-4 there is no such thing as an innocent kiss.

By the time I was finally able to pull away from Miss Alice, I had taken some most unconscionable liberties. My tongue pillaged her small mouth mercilessly, and I had pinned her up against the wall of the examination room with my thigh thrust forcefully between her legs. On Earth it had never been my nature to misuse any woman, not even the most libertine of the harlots who sold their favours to the students of the University for a handful of pennies. It had always been my custom to treat all women with deference, but here on this distant planet I have become almost as lecherous as the old gentry whom I had denigrated. Bad enough, my Lord to use the simple beings who staff my household for my carnal pleasure, now I was savaging the innocent daughter of one of the Companies finest families. Miss Alice, however was as caught up in the moment as I.

"Oh sweet Lord in Heaven!" The bright-eyed beauty gasped as she clung to my shoulders. "I need this so badly!" It was impossible to pass off Miss Alice's intent as some innocent remark, not with her pelvis grinding against my thigh. At some point during the passionate kiss, the fingers of my left hand had become entwined in her satiny hair and with could only be described as an animalistic growl, I wrenched her head back exposing the long expanse of her throat and lowered my mouth to explore this tract of newly exposed skin.

Let me be clear Sir Williard, that this is not braggadocio on my part about the conquest of yet another pretty maiden, but rather an attempt to detail each and every emotion and action (no matter how contemptible) that this new life of mine has lead me to.