Foreword
"PLEASE, TINA, PLEASE....
She put a thin finger on his hot lips. "Now say, I love you, Tina," she said.
He nodded in desperation. "Yes-yes-I love you, Tina, I love you, I want you, I need you, Tina."
She relaxed and closed her eyes, waiting for him. He caught his breath and gasped as he inched toward her and entered the tightness of her thighs. He felt her crude wriggling beneath him and he was tantalized by the squirming touch. Then he was lost in a blinding sensation that ripped through him like a hundred sunsets. Suddenly she was urgent to him, sweet and warm and she bore an important relation to this new, strange world.
He lay with his head beside her on the bed and he gasped for breath. She reached over and pulled the sheets around them. He closed his eyes.
"Sleep well, baby," she whispered softly.