Now what was I to do? Obviously Rami wasn’t ready to enter me, but wouldn’t he think me brazen if I turned over to hug him or kiss him? Thankful for the darkness that hid my consternation, I waited…and waited, while the men shouted lusty encouragement from what seemed to be quite nearby. Ha-Elohim! Surely they weren’t going to come in and surround the bed. I realized that Rami had said something, but the clamor was so loud that I hadn’t heard him. I had no choice but to slide closer and turn to face him. “What did you say?” Instead of answering, he put his arms around me and began kissing me. I returned his kisses with all the enthusiasm I could muster, but it was difficult to relax and enjoy his attention with all that yelling directed at us. We kissed for so long that I started feeling squished by his tight embrace. Yet Rami made no attempt to move his hands to the sensitive places Pazi had mentioned. Abruptly he pulled away and rolled onto his back. “I’m sorry, Dodi.
