wanted them.

Jan caressed every inch of my skin, she felt every curve of my body. She made me dizzy by stroking the inside of my thighs. I never had known that a human hand could evoke such thrills. But now I knew.

me

But it wasn't all over then. Instead she turned r over and rubbed my back. And I learned even that brought maddening excitement and pleasure. Then she rolled me over again. And at last her roaming hand found its way across my abdomen and drifted downward. New sensations rocketed through me, fevering my body and brain. When she so artfully created sensemagic and pleasure, I was suddenly free of my every inhibition, and completely ready to participate in any sex joy that was possible.

The next thing she did was to lower herself over me. Her mouth against my body, her body bearing down on my body. Her kiss became a thing of pressure. My lips parted, and our teeth touched. I opened my mouth wider. Then as fire spurted through me, I felt Jan's tongue, firm and strong, intruding into the moist warmth of mouth. my

While her tongue explored, I felt my own mouth beginning to work. To catch and hold that exploring tongue, then let it go on in its roaming, only to close tight on it once again.

Jan was moaning and so was I. As she pressed against me I held her close, closer! We participated in a gentle, tempo increasing movement. The body pressure became greater as the pace became faster. And what we were doing brought us bliss!

When Jan and I were intimate, I was conscious of every line of her body and of my every curve. And then magically our bodies blended and fused into one. The intensity of passion became almost unbearable. Then came the moment of supreme ecstasy when I felt myself dissolving, becoming liquid. And I knew Jan was

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experiencing the same sensations I was. She and I were richly sharing passion and love.

She paused a moment to catch her breath. Eagerly I cried, "More, Jan. More!” And Jan went crazy.

I felt as if every bone in my body was dissolving. I had become fluid. Flaming fluid! And I'd never felt so good in all my life.

After that night, we expressed our love, often.

I felt completely real with Jan. Before then I had a vague discontent, a feeling of being only a lonely observer of life. Now I was living it. Living it to the hilt. Because Jan loved me my entire personality be came dynamic.

Together Jan and I were one complete and vitally alive person. Apart we had been two halves striving to unite. I guess Jan and I knew from the moment we met that we were for each other. The way you know such things without words, by the feeling in your

heart.

However, we had no idea that even then, circumstances were developing that would tear us apart.

CHAPTER TWO

I wish I could keep Bob Kemp out of my story. But fate made that impossible. I regret to admit that his part in my life is like discordant passages intruding in a harmonious symphony. He presented harshness in contrast to Jan's tenderness. And because of him, I learned the meaning of degradation.

Bob had lived next door to Mother and Beth and me for fourteen years. His mother was one of mother's my best friends. His Dad had a cleaning and pressing business, and was devoted to his wife and son. From the day he could toddle, Bob had been spoiled.

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