With that, she turned on her heel, and left the platform in a clicking of high heels. I followed obediently.The other side of a line of black cabs was...three limousines, and she walked straight to the first one, a black Mercedes limo with blacked-out windows, just like the rest. She got in, and motioned me to join her. When I did so, and sat with her on soft leather seats, above shag-pile carpets, she rapped on the obscured partition in front, and we moved off, I knew (nor cared) not where. I. ”“That video I have seen. Not his finest hour.”“Nor mine.” she replied softly.“Didn’t look like there was anything you could have done differently.”She smiled, trying unsuccessfully to keep the regret and tears out of her voice. “For starters, I could have avoided any involvement with him.”Matt took her hand. He didn’t say anything. She was glad he avoided the platitudes she’d heard from so many others. Regardless, she’d already beaten herself up enough, and there was really no excuse for her. With that finished I offered him a cup of coffee and we sat at the kitchen table with him at the head and me on the side. I've always moved my hands a lot when speaking. Some tell me they can understand me without hearing me and I was doing this and intermittently putting my hand on Dan's thigh which is also not unusual. This time it was different. I was nervous, excited and trying to alternately deny the feeling of lust I was having and at the same time I was dying to make out with this. “Not yet, High Chief. The men are all suspicious of my cure, and are afraid my skin condition may return eventually. I can’t promise it will not happen, so they lose interest in me.”“That’s a shame. Tribesmen are not very adventurous as a rule, it seems. If you never take a risk, you seldom achieve anything; that’s what I was taught. You are a good-looking woman, and now healthy. Having seen the difference my ... my powers ... have made, I am certain you will remain healthy in future.”Maranga.