" For you, maybe." She is silent for a moment, is remembering her last time with Adam, how she had hurt him. "I had to be brutal when I broke it off. ...'m not going back there. No way! Besides: it wouldn't be the same. Your imagination makes it something it never was. Something safe." She takes a sip from her glass before continuing. "Our affair was never safe. We were on the edge of a precipice." What do you mean?" I mean..." She pauses, searching for the right words. "When it began, I had to. I want to feel every hair from your chest to the collection running down to your pulsing member to brush against me. I want to purr my pleasure in your ear, as your hands caress up my fleshy thighs, to have you make me arch into your wanton need. I want to feel your shoulders tense as my fingers spray over your back, feeling every muscle as you move me above you. I want to look down at our bodies and see my creamy thighs against your olive thighs, to have everything, everything single little. "Now it was his turn to blush. He knew that as High Priestess, she would be able to read sexual feelings, but it didn't occur to him that she could read other emotions. When he concentrated just a bit, he realized that he knew how she was feeling as well. Amused. Happy. Horny. She would love to have his big cock... now STOP that, he admonished himself. Jane was openly grinning now."Does that mean you would consider moving in with me?" he asked."Yes Master," she sighed in a way that indicated. Bollo o khub bhoi peye giyechilo ami dube gechi bhebe. Ektu kende’o fello. Ami bujhte parlam jui amake like korte suru koreche. Amar ichha holo byaper tar faida tolar. Er por theke ami r jui khub kacha kachi swim korte thaklam. Majhe majhe or sorir’er nana jaigai amar haat lagchilo. Jol’er modhhe’o ami amar penis’er uttejona ta feel korte parchilam. Ami majhe majhe jui k joriye dhorte laglam jeno ami dube jachhi. Jui kintu tokhono amar fondi ta bojhe ni. Se eta’o janto na j ami khub bhalo.