While the movie was on, I felt her hands touching my hand, so I held her palms. She didn’t object and I watched whole movie holding her hands, place... on arm rest.After movie, she asked me to come to her house and have dinner as all shops would be closed by now, mind it, it was 1130 in night. I followed her car and reached her housing society. Wow, it was an amazing locality and as we reached there to her apartment, she invited me in. she told me that no one was there as her husband was out of. I slid my arm around her waist, our eyes meeting for a second. “Can you put weight on your ankle?” I asked. Jessica shook her head, leaned on me and hopped on her good foot. With her left arm around my neck, her body pressed against mine, I felt my emotions surge. She moaned again. We clumsily made our way to the bathroom. She was emitting soft moans all the time. Noises that were driving me crazy, that urged me to do something. She was so helpless, so sweet and tender. I was ashamed. "No!", the other amazon snorted. "We have no quarrel with this man, youmerely wanted to steal the sword that our enemies created!". Brenlan could feel the sword in his hands....it's hunger stillunquenched. "It's the sword itself that determines if I can wound awoman! If it's sated it doesn't matter, but if it seeks male blood and Idraw female blood it will turn me into a whore, mentally andphysically!", he realized. "That knowledge will not help you now! I am a woman and you dare notattack me. I was going to turn Dad's homeoffice into a sewing room. I hoped Mom would be pleasantly surprised. I'dpick up the paint tomorrow after work at Hospin's, the local paint store,down on Main Street.It was nearing four thirty as I checked out the menu for the evening. Ipreheated the oven and got the chicken ready. Yes, I was pushing it timewise, but I didn't think Mom would be overly upset if we didn't eat untilsix thirty. I found myself somewhat elated. I was thinking about myclothes, my sewing.