Y
o
u
n
e
v
e
r
a
s
k
e
d
him
o
u
t
r
ight.
Y
o
u
n
e
v
e
r
said
change
m
e
.
I
t
was
t
rue
.
She
ha
d
n
’
t.
S
he
sq
uee
z
e
d
h
er
s
e
lf
a
r
o
u
nd
the
tip
o
f
h
im
and
he
k
i
ss
e
d h
e
r
o
ne
m
o
r
e
tim
e
,
th
ru
sting in
t
o
h
e
r
s
l
o
wly as he
d
i
d
.
He
gave
h
e
r
a m
o
m
e
nt.
A
p
er
f
e
ct still
m
o
m
e
nt
wh
er
e
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
a
d
j
u
st
e
d
.
H
e
r
p
u
ssy
f
u
ll,
h
e
r
m
o
u
th w
o
r
king
agai
n
st
his. He
st
a
y
e
d
r
ight
th
er
e
f
o
r
o
ne
b
lissf
u
l
h
e
a
r
t
be
at
s
o
th
e
y
c
o
u
ld
b
o
th
simply
f
ee
l.
A
nd wh
e
n
he
sta
r
t
e
d
to
m
o
v
e
,
h
e
r
e
nti
r
e
s
e
lf
re
sp
o
n
ded
,
a s
e
c
o
nd
o
r
gasm al
re
a
d
y
bre
wing
in h
er
.
T
i
ght
e
ning and
l
o
o
s
e
ning h
e
r
b
o
d
y
i
n tan
de
m,
a physical
o
xy
m
o
r
o
n.
He
k
n
o
ws. He
kn
o
w
s what
I
wan
t
.
Wh
e
n
he
b
l
e
w
o
u
t
a
bre
ath
a
gainst
h
e
r
n
e
ck,
she kn
e
w
she
was
r
i
g
ht.
W
h
e
n
he p
u
sh
e
d
his
n
o
se
t
o
h
e
r
th
r
o
at, h
e
r
hai
r
, h
e
r
s
h
o
u
l
der
,
she
k
n
e
w
s
he
was
r
ight. H
i
s han
d
s w
er
e
m
o
r
e
p
o
s
s
e
ssiv
e
,
his m
o
v
e
m
e
nts
m
o
r
e
a
g
g
re
ssiv
e
.
W
h
e
n
he
re
a
r
e
d
b
ack
t
o
l
oo
k
at h
er
,
nip
at
h
e
r
lip,
the ta
r
nish
e
d
m
e
tal
s
ilv
e
r
o
f
h
is
e
y
e
s
wi
n
k
e
d
b
ack
at
h
er
.
S
he
had no f
e
ar
at all. She
j
u
st sai
d
, “What
d
o
y
o
u
f
ee
l?”
“I
sm
e
ll,” he
c
o
rre
c
t
ed
.
“
Y
o
u
s
m
e
ll
what?”
T
he
o
r
g
a
sm
fi
re
d
o
ff
with
n
o
wa
r
ning.
I
t
was
a
s
if
this
c
o
u
pling w
er
e
magic.
S
o
me
st
o
r
m
o
f fl
e
sh
and
b
l
oo
d
sti
rr
ing
u
p
the
p
er
f
e
ct
e
l
e
ct
r
ical
d
isplay.
She
r
o
d
e
it
o
u
t, h
o
l
d
ing
o
n
t
o
G
a
rre
tt
like
s
he
was
dr
o
wni
n
g.
“
M
y
mat
e
.
Y
o
u
.
I
sm
e
ll
y
o
u
a
nd
th
i
s
is
why…”
He
br
o
ke
o
ff.
T
he
plan
e
s
o
f
h
i
s
face
g
o
ing
l
e
an
and
sha
r
p
i
n
a
flick
er
ing
m
o
vie
ree
l
way
that
was
s
urre
al.
D
u
s
k
was
falling and
his han
d
s p
u
ll
e
d
at h
er
,
anc
h
o
r
ing h
e
r
as he
p
o
u
n
de
d
into
h
er
.
L
iv
br
ac
e
d
f
o
r
h
is
o
r
gasm,
br
ac
e
d
f
o
r
h
is
t
ee
th.
She
was
o
nce
a
gain
skati
n
g
cl
o
se to c
o
mi
n
g
and
s
he
kn
e
w
r
ight
th
e
n that
wh
e
n
it happ
e
n
ed
,
she
w
o
u
ld
c
o
m
e
.
She
w
o
u
ld c
o
me
and
the
pl
e
as
ur
e
and
pain
o
f
it
all
w
o
u
ld
m
o
r
ph
in
t
o
s
o
m
e
thing
br
an
d
-
n
e
w
f
o
r h
er
.
She
e
xp
e
c
t
e
d
a l
a
st
-
m
in
u
te
s
ur
ge
o
f f
e
ar
o
r
panic.
N
o
ne
cam
e
.
G
a
rre
t
t
th
re
w
b
ack
his h
e
a
d
,
g
o
i
n
g
stiff against h
er
,
h
is jaw tight with the
p
o
w
e
r
o
f his
o
r
gasm.
L
iv
du
g
h
e
r
nails
in
t
o
his
b
ack,
h
e
r
o
wn
o
r
gasm
r
ipping
th
r
o
u
gh
h
er
,
she f
e
lt
a
h
o
t
t
r
ickle
u
n
de
r
h
e
r
fing
er
s
bu
t
it
d
i
d
n
’
t
re
ally
re
gist
er
,
be
ca
u
se
th
e
n
G
a
rre
t
t
’
s h
e
ad
was
c
o
m
ing
d
o
wn,
h
i
s
e
y
e
s
m
er
c
ur
ial
i
n
the
l
o
w
light
and th
e
n
his
t
ee
th
w
er
e
o
n h
er
.