So, as I came, with my mouth open, panting like a whore, I looked into his eyes, having enjoyed myself but he seemed thrilled even more. At that point in the evening, time had passed and it was late to head back, he told me to stay the night. In his bed. The two of us. Making sure he wouldn't touch me. Assured me that we'd just sleep.

I accept now almost naturally taking these offers that come from him. For the night he provides me with a pink lace nightgown, and we lie down.

He turns off the light and lies down for a while. And falls asleep. In...