I sank to me knees and waited to see what would unfold, grateful that we were finally to be together, but also nervous at what might happen. I knelt t...ere listening to her movements. I could hear her heels on the stone kitchen floor, items being placed back on the table and the fridge open and close again. Was she deliberately teasing me by taking her time, or was she building up the nerves to move on to where I waited for her? Then it went quiet. I screamed out, more in surprise as I felt the. "Why are you laughing," I asked."I don't know. Just happy I guess," you respond.I then hint that now that the game is over, I am in the mode for some loving. There was no protest from you as you started to remove your clothes on the couch. I also took my clothes off as well. As we embraced each other and began our "dance," I looked outside and saw the rain pouring down. My imagination began to turn as I continued to share my kiss with you."Wait," I whispered.You looked at me puzzled but I. "Please stop coming here, Michael," Gayle begged."It's the only place I know I can see you," I said reasonably. "You won't meet me anyplace else." My boss is beginning to notice you hanging around. You don't want me to get fired, do you?" Of course not," I replied. I noticed she still ignored my not too veiled suggestion that we meet elsewhere. I was about to make a more lewd suggestion when the esteemed librarian stepped out of the same door."I see your young admirer is here again," he said.. "Anybody here want a belt?" Yancey drawled. Somebody say something about a belt?"Christabel went fuckblind.Whiteness pervaded her sight. Rush of orgasmic blood coursed through her ears like the swoon of a waterfall. If she got the belt—any belt, she now felt—she'd have it all.Buster bounded by with his arms wrapped in serpentines of twisted leather twine, beads, chased silver, brass, amethyst, and jade. He raised his wrists above his face.The belts dangled from his fists.Strands of precious.