Chapter Four
Out of Control
Afterwards Christine lay cuddled up in my arms. I loved this moment after s*x and she seemed to fit just perfectly against me.
“You’re a pretty tough chess player,” I told her.
“I used to play for South Yorkshire Juniors at school,” she replied. “Which means that you must be very good indeed; you sneaky sod!”
“Hey, I wasn’t the one who asked for the game!” I pointed out.
“You suggested the bet though,” she countered.
“And you were the one using unfair tactics!”
“You’ve got a point,” she admitted. “Perhaps we should call it null and void.”
“Oh no!” I said, laughing. “You’re getting your n*****s pierced! You’ll get it done next weekend so that they’re nice and healed by the time I see you next. You decide what I need to do to earn the right to kiss them,
