"Yes,"KeithsaidasIlookedintomyface.
Iswallowedagain,thenstoopeddownandkissedmyprettywavylipsgently,thengrewfiercer,butKeithdidnotrespond,butlaymotionlessonthelog,andIputmylipsoutimpatientlytolookatit.
"Don'tliethereallthetime."
"IcandowhateverIwant."Keithcontinuedtosaythesamething.Ihearditandthoughtitmademeveryangry.
SoIkissedagain,nomatterhowMoMoKeithwas.
Youcanstaystillnow.Believeme,youwillbecoldwhenyoumeetanex-playboylikeme!
IleftmylipswhenIhadwornthekisswell,andsprinkleditonmycheek,andthenspilleditonKeith'sthroat,butwhatevertechniqueIused,Keithremainedstill,eventhoughIswallowedthefellow'swreathwithmyheaddown.Fromthebeginning,Iwasconfidentinmycraft,butnowIamlessandlessconfident.
Hecan'tmakesuchaloudnoise!
Ibecameupsetandmadeamessofhisbody,andlookedupathisdeadfacestaringatme.