At least, he still loved what she was then, and he always would. That’s what he was searching for, he realized. He was searching for some proof, som... sign that she was the same girl she used to be. “It’s really great to see you.” He sighed, and clumsily grabbed her hand. She was hesitant but she allowed him to take it, and he surprised them both when he brought it to his mouth and placed upon it several tender kisses. “It’s so….wow…it is so wonderful to see you too,” she gushed, then grabbed. I’ll do whatever you want,” she whispered through sobs and tears apparently trying to sound sexy. “Please, let me make it up to you,” she continued, as she pressed her mouth to my neck and slid one hand down to my crotch. The tears against my skin gave an interesting sensation, and no matter how mad I was, the heat of her mouth on my neck and her hand massaging my dick through my shorts got me rock-hard almost right away. She felt me growing harder in her hand, and sensed and opportunity. ” “I think I do. I can come over and clean and rewrap her knees if you want.” “That would be nice. I’m sure she would appreciate a softer touch than what I could offer.” Cordelia grabbed the bandages and they walked to Helen’s. The silence between them grew, but it wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable. Micah lightly bumped her shoulder and gave her that heart stopping smile again. “I heard things about you and I heard there were werewolves near the village last night. I also heard they were chasing. I didn't realize you'd be so upset." I pulled her into my lap and held her, just like I did the night her mother left.A few minutes later, I stopped crying enough to explain it was that her breasts looked just like her mom's that had triggered painful memories, not necessarily the fact she was topless. We hugged and sniffled together for a few more minutes. I finally broke the gloomy mood when I told her, "Besides, with naked breasts around, guys are going to look, no matter whose they.