She’s not asking to fuck; she’s asking to be let back into his life, if you will. She requested to fuck so he doesn’t feel like he has to hurt h...r if he says ‘no’. But I’m pretty sure he’s not letting her get away with that.”“Despite not having a PhD in psychology, I can read her pretty well!” I grinned. “So yes, I’ve called her out on that. And I’m sure that’s why she wants to talk to you two. I think I did a reasonable job of explaining how I felt.”“We’ll worry about that in three weeks,”. Poor Ben. Poor, poor Ben! He'd been so patient with me through thisrecovery period, only seeing my briefly at Christmas time, when I said Iwasn't feeling well and could only be with him for part of the day. Hecould tell something was a little different with me face, and said thathe liked it! Anyway now that I was 'back' to being my "real self", Benand I were spending more and more time together, seeing each otherwhenever we both had time.For my part, I was starting to realize that sex with Ben. The walls were lined with fine wood paneling. There were curtains hung at the windows here and rugs on the floor. A number of spaces were lit by separate small Magic-powered lamps and there was a large chandelier with six Magic-powered lights on it, but it was not lit at present. There was a large fireplace with a finely carved mantel over it and weapons displayed on the wall above it.When I checked the large window, I discovered that it was a three-panel mullioned window with actual glass in. I looked at her and my face drained of blood, suddenly I realized I was also part of the script and if I really wanted the job, I needed to get up and get naked immediately, so I did, as all three watched and waited to see all my girly bits.I stood starker's, shaved and finding it hard to cover my nipples which had 'Popped' to bursting size, and it had nothing to do with the room temperature, indeed I was my state of sexual arousal, which made it easy for Catherine to continue with her.