Sociopath? by Vicki Williams Page A

more question, Rafe?”
    “You can ask me as many questions as you
want.”
    “Do you still love me best?”
    “Not just best, Laney, but only. You’re the
only person I love.”
    He pulled her to him and put his arms around
her.
    “Can I stay here with you tonight, Rafe?”
    “Yes, Honey.”
    She told herself to wake up during the night
just to feel him there. Once, he was snuggled up beside her with
his face in her neck. She could feel the warms puffs of his breath
against her shoulder. His chest was against her back, his groin
against her bottom, and his arm across her waist. The next time she
woke, he was on his back with one hand on her thigh. She thought it
was probably the happiest night of her life, being able to spend
the whole time with him right beside her.
    When she awoke in the morning, he’d kicked
off the covers and was lying naked on his side, facing away from
her. His body was so beautiful, so brown and lean. She could see
one muscular shoulder and the sweep of his torso and one hip and
his long legs. She wanted to reach out and run her hand along his
length but she didn’t want to disturb him.
    “I can feel you staring at me, Lane,” he said
in a low voice, rolling in her direction.
    “I was thinking I wish I could wake up in bed
with you every morning.”
    “You know that can never be, Honey.”
    “I know, Rafe, I was just wishing.”
    “But, we’re here now, Laney, so I expect we’d
better take advantage of it while we can, don’t you?”
    *
    They rode the horses to the cabin on Mount
Vincennes. He packed food and cooked them hamburgers on the grill,
then made love to her in the bedroom there - and then again in the
pool when they got back to the house.
    That night in bed, he asked her, “aren’t you
taking a sex ed class this year, Lane?”
    “Yes.”
    “Have you learned about masturbation
yet?”
    “No, what’s masturbation?”
    “It’s when you make yourself come, Laney. I
think it’s something you need to learn to do so when I’m not here
you can still make yourself feel good.”
    “But I don’t want to do it to myself, Rafe, I
want you to do it and if you’re not here, I’ll just wait. I don’t
even think I could do it myself because it doesn’t sound, it
doesn’t even sound fun!”
    “It would be fun for me, Honey, it would be
fun for me to watch. Will you do it for me?”
    “Do I have to, Rafe?”
    He tickled her in her ribs. “Let’s put it
this way, Lane. If you do it so I can watch, it will turn me on and
make my cock hard and if my cock gets hard, then I can fuck you, so
you have to do something for me if you want me to do something for
you.”
    She sighed. “Okay, Rafe, tell me what to
do.”
    “Spread your legs apart and put your hand
down there and just do what I do when I make you come by touching
you.” He began to whisper in her ear. “Think about me watching,
Lane, and how it’s making me hot.”
    And that’s what finally did it. She really
didn’t have any desire to do it for herself so in her mind she
thought about pleasing him. She pictured him watching and getting
hard. And she thought about how when it was over, he’d get on top
of her and she’d feel him sliding into her. She started to get that
feeling and she rubbed herself faster and harder until she arched
her back and gave a little cry. And instantly, he was on her and
fulfilled his part of the bargain.
    *
    He let her stay with him again. Much as she
loved everything he did, that was the very best part, being able to
reach out and touch him any time she wanted to.
    *
    The next day, it was off to school again. She
got on the bus feeling tired and let-down. She’d barely slept. She
hated it that this wonderful weekend was over. Meanwhile, he was
feeling a sense of anticipation. The time with Alexis was over;
he’d thoroughly done his duty by Lane. Now he was ready to check
out his options. He’d had his eye on a tall red-headed senior in
his English class. He knew from looks