Chapter 21

• I went through all the sex positions until the right one appeared before my eyes. Ah, that's what they're talking about... And Aaron smiled even wider when he saw that I understand the meaning of their words, though not completely, I still had no idea what device they're talking about. Let's be honest, my sexual experience wasn't as rich as theirs, so it's easier to either asked what gift we're talking about or just forgot about it. Besides, the gift was left in a house they can't get back to yet.
• Owen still hugged me from behind, me was still in my lemon dress. This time he was quicker to undo the zipper. The zipper made a pitiful sound, he pulled the straps down low over my shoulders and the heavy skirt fell down, left a yellow blob of fabric on the floor. His fingers ran down her spine, tugging hair to one side, and he snaped the clasp of her bra, tossing it over the dress. He kissed my shoulder, twists my arms back and spoke as lovingly as if he's trying to hug me with words, "Keep your elbows in your palms and if you let go, I'll punish you".
• My knees buckled at the words, but I clenched my hands in place and my back arched. Aaron moved closer, kissed my neck, then took my breasts, which seemed to beg to be held in his hands, jutting forward obscenely. He squeezed a nipple painfully, first one, then the other, he was taking them into his mouth in turn. I leaned back and rested my head on Owen's shoulder.