Foreword
"He kissed her arm and then her neck and the flesh above her bra. Like the limbs of an octopus he massaged her buttocks with hungry strokes. Barbara whimpered in ecstasy. She threw back her head and sobbed as he moulded her breasts and let his hot fingers play a symphony upon the flesh around her ribcage. He hefted the twin globes while bending over to kiss the rigid ends. They popped to life under his masterful guidance as the minutes flew by.
"She ripped his belt off and peeled the pants away from his sweaty legs.
"'Oh, Maurie!' she gasped."