Miss Althea?"
"I don't blame you, Jesse," she said at last, taking control of her whirling emotions. "I must have…I must have led you astray somehow. But you must never touch me again."
Jesse's disappointment was palpable. "Never?" That seemed impossible. To be
allowed to know how wonderful it was to feel and smell and taste her and then to
never be allowed that again. It was so unfair. Jesse wanted to cry. It was too unfair.

Author: Pamela Morsi

Miss Althea?"<br />"I don't blame you, Jesse," she said at last, taking control of her whirling emotions. "I must have…I must have led you astray somehow. But you must never touch me again."<br />Jesse's disappointment was palpable. "Never?" That seemed impossible. To be<br />allowed to know how wonderful it was to feel and smell and taste her and then to<br />never be allowed that again. It was so unfair. Jesse wanted to cry. It was too unfair. - Pamela Morsi

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