TITLE    : Graduation Slumber Party
STORYID  : graduation-slumber-party
SUMMARY  : Young women coerce and corrupt a devout male classmate.
AUTHOR   : TiltingatWindmills@lit
DATE     : 2022-08-09
CATEGORY : non-consent-stories
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |femdom|chastity|slumber party|cfnm|pussy eating|cunnilingus|


<strong>Note from author</strong>

This story takes place in the same world as Election Night Denial, though in this case male chastity has been mandated for the last 15 years.

If you're not interested in themes of female domination or male chastity I'd recommend trying another story.

<i>It's easy to forget that sex wasn't always like this. Thirty years ago if you asked a woman what came to mind when she thought of sex she would probably mention the sweat, the grunting, the weight of her husband thrusting on top of her, and all too often the disappointing finish.</i>

<i>But if you ask any young woman today, sex most often means slow, deliberate foreplay, lying on your back as your partner does his best to gratify your body. Sex means soft kisses, gentle caresses and an exploring tongue that works to pleasure you until you are finished.</i>

<i>Sex means an attentive male partner, whose genitals are almost always in a cage for the act, or an engaged female partner, who is treated as an equal.</i>

<i>References to oral sex have become almost obsolete since the vast majority of all sex that takes place is oral sex. And by this we of course mean cunnilingus. Whereas your mother's generation would probably think of 'blow jobs' when they heard oral sex, our culture has shifted to the point where the thought of a woman swallowing a man's semen is understandably viewed with disgust.</i>

<i>Today it is far more common for a man to swallow his own discharge than for a woman to do it for him.</i>

<i>But, a new trend among young women is offering a rare exception to this rule. The graduation slumber party.</i>

<i>Since the government extended high school by an additional year to provide more direct supervision of young men adjusting to a life under lock and key, there has been a new opportunity for the graduating class to experiment.</i>

<i>Groups of young ladies in their final year will invite unsuspecting male classmates to their homes for an overnight celebration. With the permission of the male's keyholder, the key is transferred to the care of the mother of the home where the party will take place. And that is where the fun begins...</i>

Margaret sat at her laptop, typing out the magazine article. 600 words left and the editor wanted a draft by 7pm, but it would have to wait for now. She had just heard the doorbell.

"Coming!" she called out from her study.

She bypassed her husband who was sweeping the foyer and opened the door to a tall, handsome young man in a suit.

"David, it's so nice to see you. Come on in." She greeted him.

"You look lovely tonight Mrs. Connor."

"Why thank you David, you look dashing yourself. The girls are all waiting downstairs but first I thought I could get you ready. Why don't you follow me."

He followed her upstairs into what looked to be the master bedroom. As he entered behind her his discomfort was palpable.

"You can shut the door behind you David."

He gulped and then did as he was asked.

"Do you have something for me David?"

"My mother told me to give you this." He extended an envelope as he spoke.

Margaret took the envelope and tore it open. She pulled out a small note and read.

<i>Dear Margaret,</i>

<i>Thank you so much for hosting tonight. And for encouraging the girls to select David. I am sure he will be reluctant at first but I'm also sure that your girls will be able to persuade him. I worry so much about him and his crazy views on purity. But I'm convinced it is a phase, and one that tonight will cure. You'll find the key included here.</i>

<i>Sally</i>

Margaret slipped her finger into the envelope and found a small gold key which she left in place while folding the envelope and setting it on her nightstand.

"Excellent. Thank you David. I hope you don't mind before I send you downstairs if I just check that everything is still under lock and key for now?"

David grimaced which she took as reluctant consent.

She undid the belt of his pants and opened his fly so that there was enough of an opening to fit in her hand. David closed his eyes and braced himself, allowing her to touch the polymer chastity cage that encased his penis. A chill went down his back and he shivered.

"Perfect. Now can I see your hand David?"

He held it out for her.

She turned it over in her own palm as if examining it innocently, but then slowly moved it beneath her own dress. He resisted her pull.

"Be a good guest now David."

He allowed her to guide his hand further until it was touching her panties. He could feel her dampness and tried to recoil but she held him fast by the wrist.

"Mrs. Connor, what about Mr. Connor?" David pleaded.

She cozied up to him and whispered in his ear. "Mr. Connor would never come into my bedroom without my permission David. Now stop being so old fashioned. It's just a little petting."

She forced his hand to rub against her, but it was stiff and robotic.

"Fine, fine. I'm a little disappointed in your manners David but I understand if you want to play hard to get. I'll send you down to the girls now but you should know there's a good chance you'll be spending a lot more time here this summer and if that's the case I won't be letting you off so easily."

David breathed a sigh of relief and allowed himself to be led down the first set of stairs, past a red-faced Mr. Connor, and into the kitchen.

"Your role tonight will be to serve the girls during their party. We have some drinks here for you to bring down and Mr. Connor put some appetizers in the oven which are just being kept warm. That door there leads into the basement where the girls are, and I'll be in my bedroom if you need me."

David nodded. He got to work, putting the wine glasses on a serving tray, removing the appetizers from the oven and plating them. Any male his age had served in such a way many times.

Then it was through the door and down the stairs to his waiting classmates.

He held his breath as they came into view.

Five girls sat around the room, reclining on chairs and couches. They were dressed as if for a slumber party, though perhaps a more mature version. There were no cute cotton pajamas, only silk nighties and satin robes.

David felt on the verge of hyperventilating.

"David, we're so glad you could join us." It was Rhiannon Connor, Margaret's daughter that greeted him first. "Go ahead and set down that tray on the table there and you can bring us our drinks one by one."

He did as he was told, bringing the first glass to Rhiannon. She leaned forward to receive it from him and though the sight of her skin hidden behind a thin camisole dress tugged at his vision, he studiously avoided looking at anything but her eyes.

"Isn't David such a gentleman?" Rhiannon exclaimed.

"David, you're going to sweat right through the wool of your jacket. It's far too warm down here for a full suit. Let me take that for you." It was Min-Je speaking -- he knew her from seeing her in the library.

She had a favorite place in the stacks where she liked to take boys and have them go down on her. David knew this because his preferred study carrel had a view of that spot. Once she had maintained eye contact with him through an orgasm, a moment now burned into David's memory.

The first time it happened he initially thought she was in pain. But as he studied her expression he realized it was closer to the religious ecstasy he sometimes saw on the faces of women worshipping at his church. In fact, the next time he went to service he found the similarity so striking that he struggled to repress his lustful thoughts there in the chapel.

Now Min-Je was standing and helping him take off the jacket. "So much better." She managed to lean in and say this uncomfortably close to his ear.

The other three girls he knew already from classes. Michelle, who much of his grade regarded as a wealthy snob and then Rose and Lily, the identical twins who had played games on their teachers all through school.

"So, my mom told me that I should give this to you at the start of the night." David reached into his pocket to pass a second envelope to Rhiannon.

"That's so kind of you David." She opened it in front of him, reading a small note which she folded and set on the coffee table in front of her. If the note had contained anything surprising she managed not to show it. "Perhaps you could find us some ice?" She instructed.

The girls began the night innocently enough, putting David to good use going back up and down the stairs to fetch them ice or snacks and inviting him to drink with them occasionally. After his third drinking David was starting to feel flushed and the girls began prying him for some details about his life.

"So David, I couldn't help but notice the ring you wear on your left hand." Rhiannon observed. "It's pretty uncommon for men to wear jewelry these days. Unless you count the device between their legs."

The girls snickered.

"Well, it's a purity ring. It has religious significance to me." David explained.

"Oh so serious. Well what does it signify?" Asked Michelle.

David paused before answering begrudgingly. "Well, I believe that a man shouldn't have sex with a woman until he has a permanent keyholder. Not counting his mother of course."

"Wait, does this mean you've never gone down on a woman?" Min-Je asked incredulously.

"No. We believe that sex is a holy experience so I am saving it for the right person. Someone who is committed to me for the long term. Hopefully my wife."

"What a waste though." Laughed Michelle. "A good looking guy like you, and you're keeping that tongue all to yourself until you're married!?"

"Well, I believe it's the right thing to do." David responded sheepishly.

"You've never been tempted to try it out? Don't you want to know what you're missing?" Asked Rhiannon.

"Of course. Every guy thinks about these things. I just try and put those thoughts aside. It helps me to focus on my schoolwork." David felt himself going down a slippery slope. He was emboldened by the wine and yet so nervous. At the same time, like many young religious people, he believed his way of doing things was the right way, and the world would be better off if more people thought like he did. If he could convince even one of the girls to think like him it would be a spiritual victory.

"Well I guess it's working. Your grades are high enough that you'd be the Valedictorian for sure if you weren't ineligible because you're a boy." Lily, one of the twins, acknowledged.

"You must still fantasize about sex when your mom releases you though, right?" Min-Je, asked.

The truth was that the very last time he had been released he had fantasized about Min-Je. His mother insisted for his health that he have at least one, timed erection every month, even if he refused to bring himself to orgasm. And so, for fifteen minutes he had endured that sentence, standing in front of her with his hands held tightly behind his own back, sporting a blazing, untouched erection sustained by memories of Min-Je's moaning in the library.

David inhaled deeply before replying, "Actually, I try not to touch myself on release days. It only makes it harder to keep a pure mind."

"Good God David, that can't be healthy! The male body still needs at least occasional release. We all learned that in our chastity classes." Min-Je said.

David shuddered at the thought of those chastity classes. It was a three-day course recently added to the Grade 13 curriculum, timed for when everyone was 18 and over. Boys brought their keys to school and were partnered with a girl in the class who learned how to take on and off their device, and a few other things beside. Despite the presence of a female teacher, three of the girls managed to bring their partner to ejaculation. Even months later David had to repress the thought of his partner's hands tormenting him.

"You're right." David brought himself back to the moment to reply. "But the body can take care of itself. Every few months I have a nocturnal emission. Semen leaves my body while I sleep and that's that."

"Oh my God, what a mess to wake up to. Gross." Michelle made a face while she spoke.

"Don't be mean Michelle." Rhiannon said. "I think it's admirable that David isn't like all the other boys, walking around salivating while they undress us with their eyes, just hoping some girl will order them to go down on her."

"Are you the only boy at our school that thinks this way?" Rose asked sweetly.

"Well there were four of us at the start of the year." David sighed. "But I don't blame them for giving up. It's not easy. Our world isn't designed to keep us pure."

"Who were they?" Lily asked.

"Who seduced them is what I want to know," added Min-Je.

"I don't actually know who they lost their virginity to. After they fell away, the guys didn't really want to speak about it with me. They were ashamed. I tried not to act judgmental, but it felt like a betrayal."

"I think you're being too righteous cloaking this all in religion. My mom told me about men like you," Michelle spoke again. "She said it's the same strategy women used to gain some control over the patriarchy. It's an economics thing. If you make a resource scarce then people value it more. So men are trying to take back control by refusing to perform their sexual duties."

"I'm happy to do what's expected of me though." David corrected her. "In my faith, we believe that women are the rightful head of the household. I'll obey my keyholder, but I'm not going to sin with any woman who asks."

"So no sex for you until your mom gives the keys to some woman she trusts eh?" Lily said.

Rhiannon didn't let him respond. "But what would happen if your mom gave your key to a girl who just wanted to use you for sex and then move on? Would you still obey your new keyholder?" Her eyes twinkled as she asked and her pouty lips wore a feigned innocence as if she was concerned for his well-being.

"That would never happen. My mom knows my beliefs and respects them." David said with confidence.

Rhiannon raised an eyebrow at him and he finally admitted, "But my mother is the head of the household so ultimately I would trust her judgment."

"Interesting." Rhiannon smiled at this and it seemed to David that there was something devilish in her grin. "Well, I think we should probably stop badgering poor David about all this and get on with tonight's event." Rhiannon said.

"Do you know what happens at a Graduation Slumber Party, David?" Min-Je asked.

"No -- not really. I know groups of girls will select a guy and then if his mother approves he will come and serve at a celebratory evening party. But only women are supposed to know what happens and the guy is sworn to secrecy."

"That's about right, David." Rhiannon acknowledged, "The missing detail is that it starts off with a game. The school board insists though that the guy who is involved has his hands tied up before the rules are explained. For our protection. I know we can trust you but we'll go by the book anyway." As she spoke, she stood and walked towards him tantalizingly slowly.

In previous decades, when a man saw a woman in little clothing, he might have dreamed up all sorts of vulgar scenarios. Perhaps he would imagine bending her over a table and ravaging her from behind. Or tearing off her bra and mashing her breasts with his hands before plunging his hardness into her waiting hole.

But the male mind is plastic and has changed with the culture. Since there is no realistic chance of penetrating a woman, the average man spends little time fantasizing about vaginal intercourse, because he knows his manhood is trapped hopelessly in a cage. Instead, he tends to fantasize about where he will put his tongue. Even though there is no sexual relief to be had for him in this act, he imagines a woman climaxing on his face, for the woman reaching satisfaction is now the highlight of the sexual act for both partners.

And so David stood there, enraptured as Rhiannon walked towards him and though he tried to fight it, he found his gaze drawn to her panties, visible beneath the sheer fabric of her nightie. His cock thrummed painfully in its cage, his stomach felt empty and he had to stop himself from kneeling and begging for permission to bury his face in her secret place.

While David was transfixed by her body, Rhiannon reached him and began to undo his necktie. Then stepping behind him, she took began knotting it around his wrists, binding his arms behind his back. Michelle and Min-Je rose as well, cornering him in the open.

Once his hands were secured, Rhiannon grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around to face her again and began unbuttoning his collar. "So, the way this works, is that each of us are going to take turns with you. Only a few seconds at a time to start." Her hands were now down to the fourth button and Min-Je was reaching around from behind him to unbuckle his belt.

"Wait, stop this... to do what?" David struggled for the first time in his bindings and wished that he hadn't let his hands be tied so easily.

"Shhh, David this will be fun." Min-Je assured him as his pants fell to the ground.

"We're each going to take turns playing with your cock." Rhiannon explained as she finished unbuttoning his shirt. "The goal of this game is to bring you as close to orgasm as possible without actually making you finish. Whichever girl is touching you when you do finish loses, and has to swallow all your warm, filthy spunk. But whichever girl is the second last person to touch you wins, so she has an incentive to tease you right up to the brink."

"What does the winner get?" David asked, fearing the answer.

"The winner gets your key for the next two weeks." Rhiannon replied and then tugged his underwear to the ground as she spoke. David was now only wearing his wide-open dress shirt and a semi-transparent chastity cage.

David was horrified. "This can't be the game. My mom would never have allowed me to come here. You don't even have the key."

Rhiannon walked over to the note she had left on the coffee table and began reading it out loud.

"Dear Rhiannon, thanks so much for organizing this night and for accepting my son as your guest of honor. I am happy for you girls to have your way with David. My only request is that when you return him to me, he is no longer a virgin."

The other girls laughed and clapped their hands.

Rhiannon continued reading, "I understand that the school board has agreed to a two-week period of keyholding. If the winning girl so desires, I am happy for her to remain David's keyholder for the remainder of the summer until he leaves for college."

As Rhiannon finished, she turned her head to acknowledge her own mom who was coming down the stairs. Someone must have messaged her to let her know the game was starting.

"Sounds like you're in for an exciting summer, David." Mrs. Connor winked at him. Her daughter moved out of the way, allowing her to stand in front of David. "I'm going to unlock you now David, and I hope you'll be a better guest for the girls than you were for me. This should be the best night of your life -- just enjoy yourself."

He gasped then as her cold hands took him by the balls and fiddled with his lock. Using the key sent by David's mother, she released him from the cage.

He stared at his cock as it began swelling inevitably towards its full size. He wanted to think of other things, to put his mind somewhere else, but it was no use.

"I'll just be over here girls." Rhiannon's mother stepped aside and sank into a chair in the corner.

The girls then took up spots surrounding him in a circle.

"Mrs. Connor is right, David." Min-Je spoke. "This will probably be the only time in your life that any girl gets on her knees like this for you. Why not enjoy it?"
<hr pg="2" />"We already agreed on an order. Lily gets to go first." Rhiannon said to David. "Try not to make him cum before we've all had a chance, Lily."

David looked down at her as she prepared herself.

"Please Lily, you don't have to do this. You can show them that you're different." David entreated her.

"But I'm not different David. I'm just another girl that wants a cute horny boy to toy with all summer long." And with that she gripped his shaft with both hands and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

David groaned involuntarily. He had touched himself only once in the last two years. This was nothing like what he remembered. He had no idea his body could contain so strong a sensation.

She pumped up and down slowly while the girls counted down from eight and then released him from her mouth with a popping sound.

Michelle was up next. She grabbed him roughly by the balls, and he cried out briefly. She allowed the pain to subside and then also put just the tip of his penis in her mouth, and stroked him with one hand while the other cradled his balls. He was already breathing heavily by the time she finished, as if he had just finished a race or emerged from freezing water.

"Fuck he's pretty big isn't he? I don't remember the boys in my chastity class having pythons like this one." Michelle laughed.

"I was in his chastity class," Lily mentioned. "He definitely had the biggest tool in that shed."

Rose went next, and then Rhiannon. At first David closed his eyes. He tried to meditate but the girls' lewd conversation ruined any chance he had.

"You realize if he hasn't cum in months he's going to be like a broken fire hydrant when he finally goes off." Min-Je said as Rhiannon made a sucking noise on his cock.

The girls laughed.

"David, I see you closing your eyes. Don't you want memories of this night. Here look at me." Min-Je spoke as she took over from Rhiannon. "Not just at my eyes. Look at my body. Look how little of my legs this nightie covers when I'm kneeling like this. Look at my tits poking out under the silk. Don't you want to know what my nipples look like under here. Aren't you a real man?"

David glanced down at her legs, and then again down at her breasts under the nightie. Her nipples were deliciously visible through the fabric and he couldn't help thinking to himself that if Min-Je won the game he could be licking them this very night.

"Good. I like the feeling I get when you stare at my body." Min-Je playfully pressed her breasts together as she spoke and then took his cock deep into her mouth. She only did this once, but it felt divine. So warm and wet and David wished he could cum in the back of her throat while her tongue pressed on the underside of his shaft. It would be worth any punishment.

"It's true David," Rhiannon spoke. "Min-Je loves to give boys glimpses of her body. She even finds ways to let them see her having sex, like through a crack in the door. You should punish her - she has such a pretty little mouth, why don't you fill it with your wicked seed?"

Min-Je paused to stick her tongue out at Rhiannon and then finished the remaining seconds of her turn while David tried to contain himself.

Then they were back to the beginning and Lily took her turn again.

In a moment of clarity David realized that he was not going to last forever. He would indeed spend two months servicing whichever girl won this competition and so he might want to lose to the right girl. There's no way he wanted to be at Michelle's mercy, which meant he could not allow himself to cum in Rose's mouth.

He found Rhiannon and Min-Je both incredibly attractive. Min-Je was fun and playful, but Rhiannon was sophisticated. She walked with a confidence and seriousness that David found unbearably sexy.

As the girls rotated, he amazed himself with his own stamina, moving further along the circle. Each time he came closer to finishing but never quite got there.

The aching of his swollen testicles, which he had always ignored with monkish indifference, now throbbed to the drum beat of his pulse, demanding release.

Meanwhile, the girls began taunting him right after their respective turns ended, luring him to finish in the next girl's mouth. Min-Je slipped a finger inside of her panties and asked him to suck on it while Lily cautiously stroked him, fearful that Min-Je would make him explode onto her tongue at any moment.

David closed his mouth but Min-Je pushed her finger past his lips and he found himself surrendering to sin. He had never tasted a woman before. As he sucked on her finger the girls cheered.

"You're finished, David. Now that you've tasted pussy you're going to be hungry for it forever." Min-Je jeered.

When Rhiannon's turn came she looked up at David with some measure of pity. She knew they had already won. As with all boys, it had been too easy. Still, it wasn't his fault he was born as the weaker sex. It wasn't his fault that this drooling monstrosity dangled between his legs and overrode his judgment to the point that he needed a woman to make decisions for him. Decisions like when and how he was allowed to ejaculate.

But he was a boy. And she wasn't. So she intended to play by the rules and win by them. With one hand under her nightie she massaged her own breast making sure that David's eyes took it in as she did. When she finished his cock bobbed dangerously in front of her like a loaded rifle held by a drunken soldier.

Now that her turn was over she moved to stand behind Min-Je. Min-Je placed her bottom lip under the tip of his head and opened wide, almost taunting him to fire into her mouth.

As Min-Je wrapped her hands around David's cock, Rhiannon leaned forward and began slowly lowering the neckline of her nightie, exposing her breasts as she went. Then in a steady voice she spoke.

"David I want you to know that if you cum now you'll spend every spare moment this summer on your knees with your head between my legs and your throbbing, unlocked cock leaking on my bedroom floor."

Whether David had reached his breaking point or whether he could not turn down such an invitation, his response was almost instantaneous.

He grunted, and squirmed and the first rope of cum erupted from him, coating the back of Min-Je's throat. Min-Je's eyes bulged, and though she looked horrified she kept her mouth open to receive the rest of his load.

The other girls watched in suspense as David's penis contracted repeatedly, and Min-Je's mouth filled with a syrupy mixture of saliva and semen. His orgasm seemed to go on and on and Min-Je had to seal her lips around his cock and swallow the growing pool, but even then he continued pumping out more.

When it was finally over, and Min-Je had wiped the white dribbles off her chin and licked them from her fingers, David found himself dazed and barely able to make out what the girls were saying. Min-Je slapped Rhiannon playfully and one of the twins asked her what it tasted like but he didn't hear her response.

He didn't even realize that someone had untied his wrists until he found himself being led by the hand up the staircase. It was Rhiannon, claiming her prize.

The fact that he was naked didn't occur to him until he was through the hallway and on to the top floor of the house where it no longer mattered.

Rhiannon opened the door to her room. It looked like the room of any 19-year old girl who was about to leave for college. Adorned with movie posters and childhood photos, there were sparkling pink cushions on a couch and a soft white rug at the side of her bed.

Rhiannon pointed at the rug and David realized she wanted him to kneel on it. In a dreamlike state he did so.

"I dug that out of the closet for you David. I knew how tonight would play out." She said as she sat on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs.

His erection was still there, straight as a bishop's scepter and pointing at her. A single drop that Min-Je had not swallowed fell from it and landed on Rhiannon's childhood rug.

As he knelt there waiting for instruction, she removed a thin gold necklace from her nightstand and began threading the chain through a hole in a key -- his key. Then she clasped the necklace behind her and allowed the key to dangle low above her breasts.

"David, you told me earlier tonight that if your mom gave your key to a woman, you would obey your new keyholder. Do you remember that?"

He nodded.

"Good. Because your mommy isn't your keyholder anymore. I am. And I am going to take your virginity from you."

David nodded again. He knew it was right to obey your keyholder, even if she wanted you to do wrong.

Rhiannon continued, "Everyday this summer you are going to worship my body. Mostly you will do this with your tongue, though I may choose to tie you down and ride you every so often when I'm horny enough to tolerate it. I find male ejaculate a little repulsive, but I'm curious to know what it feels like to have that huge thing pulsing inside me and I like the idea of taking something from your future wife. Because whatever I want in bed, I will get from you. If I choose to loan you out to Michelle or Min-Je, or even my own mother, you will do so because I am your keyholder."

She played with the straps of her nightie as she spoke, nudging them off her shoulder as a cat might playfully push a vase to the edge of a shelf before it tips over under its own weight.

"And when the last week of summer comes, I'll lock you back in your cage again for good. And I'll sit inches from your face, using my fingers to bring myself to orgasm while the boy who used to be oh so good begs to taste my pussy one last time."

She paused.

"Am I understood?"

David saw his summer playing out before him and already dreaded this moment she had foretold.

"Yes," he replied.

"Good. You can start now."

Rhiannon opened her legs for him. He leaned in and began kissing her just on the inside of her knee. His shaking hands found a home on the hallowed ground of her thighs and she trembled slightly in return, for she understood that what she was taking from him was no small thing.

Even as he kissed her legs, his eyes were drawn to her panties and his mouth went dry thinking about what they concealed.

She patiently allowed him to work his way up her legs, until it became clear that he was too scared or conflicted to do what needed to be done. She took his hands and used them to peel her panties from her body and briefly stood so that he could remove them.

They both paused as he stared at her, inches from her smooth, glistening skin.

Then she entwined her fingers in his hair and drew his head towards where her legs met.

When she finally felt his tongue on the lips of her pussy, she let out a sigh. What could be more right or natural than this, she thought?

He licked her with hunger but without skill. She didn't mind. She liked his fumbling attempts to bring her pleasure. If necessary she could sit on his face and grind against him until she came, but she was in no rush just yet.

As he knelt at her altar she took his hands and placed them in silent supplication on her breasts. Then she reached for his purity ring and he allowed her to take it from him. It was meaningless now.

She opened the drawer of her nightstand and let the ring slip from her palm where it clinked into the other three she had collected that year.

He looked up at her, his whole mouth pressed against her sex and his eyes wide and willing to accept whatever instruction she might pass on. For the first time he saw that change in her expression, that religious ecstasy which he had first seen on Min-Je's face in the library, and which he would come to know so intimately through that long summer.

She smiled angelically at him.

"You're a good boy David. It's a shame there aren't more like you.

