On Your Marks

 

Revolving in the usual way Era, Yan & Rina. Neet had pretty much fallen out of the picture now since the last mail, which almost certainly put the final nail in the coffin. (Slowly I’m stop loving you, Neet... Let’s see how the gal fields that true-enough teaser.) Atas, Era. Up. Upstairs... Era needed to be bushwhacked unawares for the spell to work, waiting on her to slowly twig. If she hesitated a second or two too long, take her hand and pull her up toward the bedhead, where she could hold herself steady, adjusting position same time on the pillow below. Era was hardly likely to forget the prompts last time, near nine months ago now. Slow and steady, in the squatting culture pretty easy peasy for her. Ya. Bagus. (Good.) Honey. Honey. Dirty talk would be out of order for E; the Minangkabau was the most conservative of the trio. No, fucking, fucking, good fucking. / Era honey. Darling. Darling, rather. Making enquiry how we were getting along. Careful, measured, targeted, deft darts & tickles, listening out the while for the escaping moans. Era has always been careful to mask her pleasure; rarely ever a hint offered, almost nothing to suggest. Wonderful fortitude and restraint; marvellous game to join; perfectly happy, delighted indeed to play by those rules. For Yan again slow holding back. Give the gal a bita hell. We not put all in, Yan. OK? Slow. Just little. Once or twice last year in the midst of it, the slow nosing onward, the lady had frankly called out her objection. I want all!…  No real soto voce tumbling off the cliff as she had been. Unexpected. Lady was not supposed to blurt that, giving the game away. Might be on getting home that night Yan had prayed, when she was less than observant; recited at least the Al-Fatiah. For Rin similar rather spun out the lady. Not too much, Rin. We do only half inside, OK? (The play was because of the size involved, blush to tell; and also the separation; recommencing needing caution, &etc.) At the first suggestion of that Rina had frankly guffawed. Ha! Only half!… No two ways about it, lady was seeking holess boluss for herself, thank you very much. With little more than a fortnight for the scheduled return, the reunions were keenly awaited, hopefully the same all three sides.