I started to walk towards the front door, but a large figure stepped in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. I looked up to see a familiar face, and...I felt somewhat safer. My ex-boyfriends friend Jason was towering down over me. Their other friend Kyle, the softer voice of the two, was standing behind him, staring at me with terror-filled eyes. Jason lifted up my arm, examining the bruises. His eyes shifted to my other arm, and then my legs. What the hell happened to you, Emma? His voice was. But that was nothing to what I was feeling in the morning; it was ten minutes before I could even stand up straight.Country woods can be a little noisy at night. Not loud, but you hear the occasional rustle as something moves around—deer, 'coons, whatever. Tree frogs and other nocturnal bugs sing out, owls hoot. Road noise carries quite a way, and I could pick up passing cars even though the nearest road was several hundred feet from me; I also could hear the occasional dog.My own voice would. We stayed locked together for long minutes and drew apart slowly. ‘Helen and Barry won’t be back tonight and I thought I’d surprise you with a special dinner at home,’ he said smiling. ‘You look nice. You smell nice too,’ I said nuzzling his throat and inhaling his scent. I was still slightly nervous about letting down my defenses but I was going to be honest with Lucien now and show him that I do care for him. I rubbed my hands on his chest sensuously and I could feel him getting hard. I. I walked by to a man asking him if he knows the guy I'm looking for. He called him for me. He seemed so surprised to see me; he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Said he had to go, but he wrote down his number on the back of my hand and asked me to call him later. He promised to show me around. It was late at night when I decided to message him, there was no point calling him as we did not understand each other even if we tried to explain for hours except through the language of our body.