Book Six: Chapter 48

“You can’t handle us all,” Rebecca said, pressing her breasts together. “After all, your inability to satisfy us left you alone.”

“And even when you could get it up, it was never for very long.” Abigail said with a pout.

“Are you--” He laughed. “Are you still trying to torment me with the sins of my past? Trying to make me miserable over how my relationships with these women ended? Do you think I’m threatened by their sensuality, that I will shrink away from them and run?”

The women were close now, their hands reaching for him. He could sense no danger, and he put his hands on his pants.

“Ladies. It’s time to dance.” He pulled his pants down, his cock springing to attention. All three of them stopped, awe on their faces. “Yeah, that’s right. I’m large and in charge. What do you think, Abigail?”

“Uh, I--” her eyes glazed over, and he laughed. If these were mere shadows, they were constructed from his memories. All three of these women had desired him, bu