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It was amazingly easy. A touch, a look, and suddenly she was in Amon's apartment sitting on a bed with plain white sheets. There were two rooms, a single living space and a tiny bathroom. The only window she could see was bare facing the bed. But for a tiny television, everything reminded her of her cell in the convent.

Amon had disappeared into the one white space with his usual stoicism telling her that he would be right back, but he was taking a long time. She could here water running through the door and began to fidget. Her jacket felt hot so she slid it off setting it next to her on the bed. Amon was still in the bathroom. Tension and ignorance fueled her boredom, and, accompanied by the wierd tightness in her stomach, all three were driving her to distraction.

The sensation in her stomach spread to her breasts and down her legs. One small white hand reached up and touched her hardened nipple through the gray fabric of her shirt. The tiny shot of pleasure intrigued her and she moved to touch her breast again. Her other hand snaked tentatively to her leg. The faint pleasure their was not as sharp as what came from her breast, but still inspiring. She massaged herself, gently at first and then harder.

Robin's one hand slipped between the buttons of her shirt and the other moved achingly upward toward her core. She could not think, and the heat, the heat was maddening. Somehow she undid the collar of her dress and had exposed her breast to the sweet cool air. Her fingers tweezed at her nipple and molded her flesh trying to eke out more of the wonderful sensation spreading through her. Part of her realized that Amon was still in the bathroom, but she was too gone to care. One finger touched her clitoris and the world contracted to a point.

Amon walked out of the bathroom in a clean white shirt and black pants drying his hair with a towel. He saw the young catholic schoolgirl, a nun effectively, half out of her dress. Her mouth worked into strange shapes as her hands moved furiously over her body.

Some part of him intended to corrupt Robin, but his absence had done much of that work for him. Her skin was perfect and white and the look of stupid concentration on her face, the lewd motion of her lips inspired him.
He was never a man of many words, so he did not talk as he approached this offering from what could only be a loving god. She did not notice until he had touched her, and terror had no time to spread through her as his lips joined hers. His tongue moved past her lips and she reciprocated by instinct. His left hand moved to hers where it touched her still clad sex. He freed her other breast and together they worked her past her first orgasm.

Before she could stop shuddering or get her wits back about her, Amon hand turned her about and set her on his bed. She did not yet move in a coherent fashion, so, she was easy to manipulate into the position Amon desired.
Robin realized she was on her knees and her face was inches away from glass a tenth of a second before Amon slid himself past her virgin barrier. Her heart skipped at the pain and she screamed, but Amon expected that and began to move - Amon was not one for romance. Her free breasts shook slightly as he began to thrust and the quiet girl managed to contain her scream by biting her lips hard enough to draw blood.

Amon began to pound into Robin and again her mouth began to work out unintelligible sounds and words. The pain was past, and Robin, still disoriented and confused began to move with him. She found herself half standing pressed against glass. Below her, ten or twelve stories she could see traffic moving. With Amon's every thrust she let out a little cry. Hyperventilating. Sweat was drenching her entire body. She needed out of her clothes. Amon pistoned into her harder and harder. Her pupils tightened to pinpricks. Robin picked out a man in the street oggling her far below, and then amind shattering orgasm rolled over her.
When she came too Amon was sitting next to the bed with a bottle of beer. He was as gruff as ever, but Robin did not care. He let her use his shower, and when she had cleaned up he asked, in his usual stoic tone, if she would like to come back tommorrow.

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I look, and I look, and there isn't enough arbitrary sex for this series. Look what you've made me do! I'm forced to write it again. (jk)

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