#329241 - ‘Oh, yes, babe – that is just exactly what I have in mind, and I will, I will – I’m gonna have you, I’m gonna take you there, all the way, so you’ll never ever want to come back again!’ There was a desperate pleading tone in my voice, such as I had never used with any male lover ever, as I replied: ‘God, yes, Tamar – I’m yours, I’m yours, please – anything you want, whatever you like, just take me, just do me!’ Then and there, in the hallway of her cottage, she pulled my sweater over my head and swiftly undid the side buttons and zip of my black skirt, letting it tumble down my legs. ‘Whatever you like – remember, that’s what you bet, whatever I like,’ she said with an anticipatory smile.