Chapter Nine
As I f****d Johnny more and more, I decided that I had found the perfect formula for me. Johnny was between the dominating instincts of Alain and the submissiveness of Henry, a happy medium. But I would never have said he was vanilla exactly. He had a liking for experiment. He had a taste for taking risks. For example, he was always sliding a finger up inside me in bars and in alleyways and in lifts. I told him some lifts had closed-circuit TV. It only served to encourage him; if he saw a camera he would leer at it. Soon we got to going away for weekends, staying in country or seaside hotels. Always he would have something new he wanted to try, a new kind of vibrator he had bought me, or some expensive lingerie. Sometimes I did get a little bit assertive, putting him on his b
