“N…not really. I mean…I n…never went to b…bed with a m…man.”
She stroked her toes across his bare chest…pressing her big toenail into one of his n*****s. Ugh! He had breasts like a woman!
“You never know…you might like it,” she told him.
“I think not.”
“Be careful, Charlie…I’ll be looking for things to do to you to make things difficult.”
“N…not that…p…please!” he spluttered. “I m…mean it, Alina. Th…that would be a hard l…limit for me.”
She shrugged. “It’s not on your list.”
“It should be…I should have listed it.”
Alina smiled at him but didn’t say a word – she’d let him draw his own conclusions. Another minute passed. Charles had almost finished her fingernails now, and to her surprise he’d made a superb job of them. The surface shine was practically flawless – almost as good as t
