P’s Knees

Playing the ‘advantage rule’, Paolo decided to play along.

“Sofia, I beg you let me shag you. I beg you, beg you, beg you!”

“You’ll have to do much better than that, young man!”

“Huh?” Paolo wasn’t sure how else he could beg.

“On your knees...” Paolo started to kneel down. A shag depended on it.

“Not here!” said Sofia and pointed towards his bedroom, “in there!”

He understood. Maybe. Still on his knees, he shuffled into the bedroom. Sofia was there first, on the end of the bed, removing her tight trousers.

“Stay boy! Wait!” she commanded.

Paolo waited.