After a while Peter spoke up.

"Are you just going to sit there or are you going to start getting into it? Just curious. I don't mind you just sitting. It feels good."

It did feel good, too, I have to admit. Then the rest of what he'd said registered. He expected me to do the fucking? He was just going to sit there and wait until I started the action? Son-of-a-bitch. How could he do this?

I waited a little longer and Peter still didn't move. And I was getting restless. Yes it felt good just sitting there, but I was wanting more. Why the hell couldn't he just...