" What ever are you talking about?" Why don't I apply more lotion to you right now and just skip the lotion?" Again I looked her right in the eyes as ... finished with, "I think you will love it just the same, maybe even more." So just why does my brother want to get me off? That is what we are talking about, isn't it?" Well, yes it is, and I want to because I was certain -- after the first time -- that you needed some kind of release. And there is no way you could do it on your own! The doctor. Will you come home with me? Please, Nora. Sean grabbed his overcoat, they stopped at Noras office to get her things, and they went out to hail a cab. Soft snowflakes fluttered around while they waited. Sean glanced at Nora and thought that, with her hair down, sprinkled with snowflakes, she looked like an angel. They did not talk during the short taxi ride to Seans corporate apartment. Sean picked up her hand and just ran his fingers over hers. It was quiet, unrushed. Sean did not want to. The only thing that bothered me was other men staring at her. I was never the jealous type and this is the second time that I felt it being with her. I needed to come to grips with my thoughts. It was just suppose to be a date but felt like so much more. At dinner Vicky said she had a confession she needed to make. It caught me a bit off guard. ‘Buddy, I told you that I was coming to the play with one of my girlfriends: that wasn’t true. It was actually a male friend. It is true that he had. Only by a preterhuman effort did I manage to stay focused on what I had to tell her, and when I had finished I thanked her for her help, and the tea, and off she went to resume her normal function of distracting other employees from their work.Meanwhile, I needed someone to help me complete a major board report so I went looking for Fran Stewart. Fran was our graduate trainee, at twenty-two the same age as Connie but otherwise different in almost every respect. Fresh out of St Andrews.