I did. I really did love Annie. She's family after all. Though I might have railed against the fates that left us alone in this world, I never questio...ed the fact that I would take over the job of raising her once the tragedy had occurred. The look on Annie's face, however, told me that this expression of my platonic familial love for her wasn't the right answer."No, Henry," she said firmly as she stopped dancing. She was trembling. "I mean I love you." Her eyes were full of passion as she. "I love you."She mewed and then her body began to shake. "Every ... t-time ... you s-say that ... I just want to ... c-cry with happiness. Oh, Ni-i-ick my love!"She squirmed around, thrust an arm under his neck and the other round his back. "Oh Nick! Oh, Nick." She clung to him. He held her equally strongly, nuzzling the top of her head and whispering his love.At length the storm passed."I must go to the loo," he whispered, "then I'm going to make us some tea. Sound good?"She nodded against his. She began to unbutton my shirt, and I leaned back to give her room to undress me. She kissed my chest as I unzipped her dress, my hands exploring the exposed flesh. My clothes mixed with hers in a pile on the floor.Between her lipstick and the occasional nip, our lips left trails of little red marks, a map of where they’d been. She dropped to her knees, her eyes looking deep into mine. She grabbed the base of my cock and lowered her mouth over it. I groaned as she deep throated my shaft. Her. She was eating and asked if I also want. I said yes, so she with that very spoon gave me too eat. At that night, I couldn’t sleep and decided that to stop all this.So, the next day I called her and said stupid things to her and asked her to stop all what she is thinking of OR I’ll leave this house. She agreed to stop.But, days passed and she became a good woman and stopped all that. We were again good friends and one day I betted that she could not encircle the house at 11 pm, else would do.