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and positioned myself in such a way as to make myself available to his ministrations. He began to spread his knees almost immediately, a wider berth upon which to rest my quivering torso, and I felt my trembling toes leave the floor. "Relax, girl, relax. I'm not going to eat you," he chuckled. "Why don't you call me Ben," he added. "And what should I call you?" My lips fused together in embarrassment. Did I want to know this man in such a way, I wondered? But, to avoid answering…wouldn't that be worse? "Virginia…Ginny," stuttered, trying to sound more mature than I felt. "Is this how you want me?" Now it was his time to pause, his hand resting heavily atop the thin, silken barrier that lay yet between us. "Ahhh…yeah. This is fine," he