’ Her thick accent blurred the words into a hurried jumble. Jolen looked even more serious and withdrew his hand. Her cheek felt cold and her stomac... clenched, but she continued. ‘It were ma’ people…da tribe we was fightin’…dey is ma people. I-I…I’m na’ one o’ them na’ longa’. But I couldn’a fight an’ kill them…is why I left.’ She squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her voice to a murmur, ‘I was afraid… those battles were vera’ fierce…any hesitation on ma’ part…coulda’ cost any one o’ us a’. You don't want to burn any bridges just yet. Trust me, and I'll set you up for whatever you decide." I had no idea where this was going, but I trusted her. The next day, I followed her plan. I scheduled vacation time the following week, the first time I did so without consulting my husband since our wedding day. It was also the first time I had excluded my kids from my vacation plans since they were born. When work ended, I drove to Spirit of St. Louis airport. A limo was waiting there to take. The Gymnopedies.” I played rather nervously but relaxed when I saw she was genuinely enjoying it. When I had finished she refilled our glasses and sat beside me on the stool, her war, soft, fragrant flesh squashed against me. “Sexiest thing in the world,” she said. “A man with artistic hands.” She took my right hand in hers and kissed my fingers, then looked up at me slyly, begging me to kiss her. I still thought it was wrong, but I leaned down and kissed her. She responded not like Nora the. ” Again, that same look appeared on her face.I let her off the hook by laughing.“So have you had sex with anyone since Melissa?”“Not really. I’ve gone on dates and stuff, but nothing that’s ever worked out. Nothing ever felt right. Things feel right with you, like really right. I wouldn’t be telling you all of this stuff if they didn’t.”“Let’s go upstairs,” she said with a smile that nearly went from ear to ear.I wasn’t really expecting that at all. “Really?”“Yeah, really. Let’s go.”As nervous.