I replied, my voice breathy. Ever since we had spent time preparing for Erich's orgy, I felt so close to her that the mere thought of her gave me a warm feeling inside. It was clear to me that without her support I would not have gotten through that wild night as skillfully as I had. How grateful I was to her! I felt a tingle in my belly as the memories of that night returned. What an indescribable evening. In fact, I could only vaguely remember the details of it: I had taken everything in as if in a dream. Only the sublime exhilaration of the second act was still very real to me. The day after the event at Erich's, I had gone back to my apartment. He had to drive to Hamburg on Monday afternoon, where he was to attend a meeting. He offered to take me with him, so that we could spend the time together until the following weekend, but I said no because I wanted to be alone for a while until I felt I had recovered. My orifices were still sore and I didn't want to be limping around in front of Erich.
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