It sounds as though you two are getting closer and closer together. I was hoping you might. I knew from the start that Ruthie and you would become fri...nds. Has anything more than that happened yet?" We are very definitely friends. We haven't taken anything to the next level yet. If it happens, it will be because we both want it to. About the visit--will you come?" How about day after tomorrow? I can stay Wednesday, Thursday and leave early Friday morning. Would that do?" Perfect. We will expect. Not hot enough to burn, but definitely hot enough to make me take notice, just barely uncomfortable. Next he drizzles it on my breasts, making sure to cover my nipples. Then my shoulders. I hear him set something down on the bedside table and then I feel his hands running all over, spreading the warm liquid over every inch. Rubbing my nipples until they are so hard, tweaking them with every pass. Then I feel his mouth on one nipple…then the other…licking, sucking, and every now and then biting. .from the front or side? With the pulpit as foreground or from the floor beneath the cross looking up, the icon in its morning glow from the window behind? She scooted down lying on her back, viewed up through the eyepiece...the pulpit was in her way. Could she move it for a better view? She put the camera down and, with effort, moved the heavy pulpit aside, then got back down on the floor in perfect camera position under the cross, her legs wide apart in an unladylike position, . I catch his eye and motion toward the cinnamon seller. He frowns as he goes to the man and takes him by the arm while he brings him over.When they arrive I say, “Brian, a few minutes ago this man came back down the street with two other men. I saw them walk down then stop over there. They talked for a moment then the other two men came over here. One accused Jaycee of stealing his cinnamon. Both pulled knives. Joseph dispatched the one who went for him while Jaycee took out the one who went for.