Suddenly he stopped, raised himself and turned her gently onto her stomach. He seemed to be gaining control of himself again and in her fear of losing...the moment and him she uttered a soft and pleading ‘No. Please, what are you doing? No…’, but finally surrendered to the deep, rhythmic movement of his hands and fingers as they dug and rubbed the muscles of her back. ‘Oh, please, don’t… Please come here…’ she said as she tried to turn over and recapture him. He laughed softly and continued the. Very very limber. Wearing those tight yoga pants all night, showing of your butt and your long pretty legs. Men will fantasize about you. Hell, even women will fantasize about you probably. And then, you know, one of them may have the guts to turn a fantasy into reality. One very courages man, who you’ve might have underestimated all along, who you’ve turned down without even giving it a second thought. You didn’t even want to drink a cup of tea. What’s the harm in just drinking some tea. She stood just over the precipice, at the top of a dizzying, ancient staircase, cut right into the side of the cliff.“Oh,” she flashed him a smirk, “... My hero.”The girl held out her hand. But looking down the narrow, twisting steps to the sea, Owen felt his stomach lurch.“Is it safe?”“No, dear boy,” she took his wrist, pulling him down, pulling him close, “It is not.”Her touch sent a fresh wave of craving through him, drowning out any lingering doubt. Her pale hand in his. The supple swell of. We were both getting laid almost daily. No talk, no games, and no cost except for the occasional beer. We had the best of both worlds and dated and saw other women. Then one Saturday morning Joe showed up at the door and he told us he had a problem. He thought Dana was cheating on him and he wanted to know if we had seen anyone over there or anyone stopping to pick her up. We could truthfully tell him we hadn't but admitted we really had not been pay that much attention to people coming.