She was adjusting her bra when he walked in. She looked up,
and then up some more.
“Well, aren’t you a big boy?” she said coquettishly.
He remained in the doorway, rubbing one hand over the other
constantly.
She blinked and instantly went from plaything to councillor.
“Relax hun, come over here and tell Leena what the problem is… First time? It’s
OK…”
He finally spoke.
“I... I’m always holding back, always controlling myself. I
just… Want to be able to let go.”
She smiled.
“OK. My safeword is Grapefruit, or snapping my fingers.”
Luckily the brothel had a doctor.
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