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PROGRESS REPORT 12
Mostmenaregentleandtenderwithawoman.Theymakeloveslowly,withcaressesandkissesfirst."Shelookedatmemeaningfully,andletheropenpalmbrushbackandforthagainstmine.
ItwaswhatIhadheardabout,readabout,dreamedabout.Ididn’tknowhername,andshedidn’taskmine.Shejustwantedmetotakehersomeplacewherewecouldbealone.IwonderedwhatAlicewouldthink.
Icaressedherawkwardlyandkissedherstillmorehes-itantlysothatshelookedupatme."What’sthematter?"shewhispered."Whatareyouthinking?"
"Aboutyou."
"Doyouhaveaplacewecango?"
Eachstepforwardwascaution.Atwhatpointwouldthegroundgivewayandplungemeintoanxiety?Somethingkeptmemovingaheadtotestmyfooting.
"Ifyoudon’thaveaplace,theMansionHotelonFifty-thirddoesn’tcosttoomuch.Andtheydon’tbotheryouaboutluggageifyoupayinadvance."
"Ihavearoom—"
Shelookedatmewithnewrespect."Well,that’sfine."
Stillnothing.Andthatinitselfwascurious.HowfarcouldIgowithoutbeingoverwhelmedbysymptomsofpanic?Whenwewerealoneintheroom?Whensheundressed?WhenIsawherbody?Whenwewerelyingtogether?
Suddenly,itwasimportanttoknowifIcouldbelikeothermen,ifIcouldeveraskawomantosharealifewithme.Havingintelligenceandknowledgewasn’tenough.Iwantedthis,too.Thesenseofreleaseandloosenesswasstrongnowwiththefeelingthatitwaspossible.
