“I want to study these, do you mind?” I said. He said: “I don’t want to get in trouble…but, go ahead. Am I already in trouble?” I said no,...not at all, but lets just keep these between you and I, ok? I realized my hand was on his back again. He took my other hand and studied it carefully. He said: “You have beautiful hands Ms. Clark. I look at them a lot, but never this close. He held my hand like it was gold or something, very delicately and now my hand began a slight tremble. He now held my. Or at least kept me sane. But I know now that I hung on too tightly to him. Squeezed all the life out of our relationship. Killing whatever it was we had. I dont even know for sure that it was love (Im not convinced I really know what love is). But as soon as I saw an easy way out – Gavin Elliot – I discarded Byron. Like an ugly snake shedding its skin. *** (LETTING GO) Byron has calmed down a little. He sounds concerned for me. *So what happened with you and Gavin?* I wonder if I can still. He opens his mouth to say something, but all he can seem to do is smile at me. "What?" I grin back, somewhat nervously."Yeah, it's beautiful." He giggles c***dishly. The soft moonlight dances in his eyes like a pair of wild flames. He glances down, still smiling. "I also think I've had a bit too much to drink." The food should soak it up. C'mon, Rowan. You want to tell me something, I can feel it, now what's wrong?" I put my arm around him and he shrugs shyly."I…" He snickers again, then looks. B1: Oh, relax, don’t mind him. He’s one of my partners, an extra pair of hands.They started kissing. I was like a statue in front of them. B1 said, “why did you stop? Keep doing what you were doing. You said you trust me. This is what you need, stay focused, focused on the feeling and keep playing with your body.”They both were kissing, T1 was playing with B1 nipples, and I played with my nipples while watching them.B1: now I want you to take your pants off, completely naked below your waist. I.