Ronald Rabbit Is a Dirty Old Man - Lawrence Block [44]
“May I cross your heart?” Ellen grinned impishly and drew a cross with the tip of her finger, first a vertical line from the hollow of Rozanne’s throat down almost to her waist, then a horizontal line from one nipple down the slope of the breast and across the forbidden valley and up the slope of the other breast to its nipple.
“Oh,” Rozanne said.
“Maybe you wouldn’t mind taking your sweater off.”
“First kiss me.”
They kissed and Ellen’s hands fastened on Rozanne’s breasts.
“Oh,” Rozanne said again.
“Now take your sweater off.”
“Yes.”
“In fact, maybe you could take everything off.”
“That’s a very good idea. You, too.”
“Sure.”
“I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to relax with you. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to get in the mood.”
“And?”
“Silly of me.”
“Oh, Rozanne!”
“Just the way you look at my tits makes me hot. Do whatever you want to me. Anything.”
“Lie down. Do you like when I touch them? I want to kiss them. Your nipples are bigger than my breasts. My mother didn’t breastfeed me. God forbid that anything should happen to her precious figure. That, and my mother hangup, and not having a decent figure myself—”
“I like your figure. I like your body.”
“But being flat-chested, I guess I have a breast fixation. It was never this obvious before, but then I never met anyone like you before. How can they be so firm and still be this big? I mean even when you lie down. I’ve never seen anything like it, it’s fantastic.”
“God, what you’re doing to me.”
“Do you mind if I just adore them for a while? I just want to kiss them and touch them. I want to curl up like a baby and suck your beautiful tits.”
“Ohhhh!”
“Oh, wow, Rozanne. You like this, don’t you?”
“God, yes.”
“I’m going to be able to come just from this. I can feel it. Not touching myself or anything. Just lying here and sucking on you. I wish I had two mouths so that I could suck them both at once.”
I had more or less decided to sit out this dance, Lisa, but that last remark was too much of an invitation. I walked around the bed and got on the other side of Rozanne from Ellen and popped Rozanne’s breast into my mouth. Well, popped the nipple in. Not even Martha Raye could have managed the entire breast.
What total contentment. Ellen and I were Romulus and Remus while Rozanne played Mama Wolf. Ellen, true to her word, reached a climax just from sucking Rozanne. Rozanne, who had made no predictions either way, had an orgasm just from being suckled.
I just had a good time. No climax, just a good time. Which was all right, because we had a whole night ahead of us, and I didn’t want to use up all my ammunition in the first battle.
What a night, Lisa.
I could tell you who did what and with which and to whom, but I’m not sure I would remember everything or get it in the proper order, and besides I don’t want to make this letter too long.
But you’ve always been an imaginative girl—I’ll swear to that—and I don’t doubt that you can exercise that imagination and get a good idea of what went on. Whatever you can imagine, we probably did it.
It’s wonderful, how completely Rozanne overcame her inhibitions. Bisexuality came naturally to the daughters of Lancaster, as you may have gathered from past letters. Their school is at least partially responsible for this, and while I personally think that’s easily the best thing to be said for the Convent of the Holy Name, I somehow doubt they would want it noised about.
The school wasn’t the only factor, though. There’s also a generational thing. I’ve gotten tired of hearing all this garbage about a New Morality, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Kids are simply more open today than we ever were. Lisa, you and I were born too goddamned soon. Kids have so much more fun than we ever had during those years. They do things that feel good.
Rozanne, six years younger than me and ten years older than Ellen, is far closer to my generation than to Ellen’s. Add to this her extremely cloistered upbringing and you generally have a girl who wouldn’t say shit if she had a mouthful, as the feller says.
Well, she’s certainly