The creature was finished with the incantations necessary to open the portal between this realm and his own. As soon as his love emerged from her coco...n, the transformation would be complete and her small dwelling would be the permanent passageway between worlds so he could finally conquer the mortal realm as he'd been meant to all those centuries ago. Soon she became aware of being touched, investigated, explored. She felt more than just hands caressing her. She felt mouths and tongues. And. Walking forward I knelt beside the bath and let my lips stroke across her neck, picking up stray drops of water as they sat on her perfect shoulders, reaching into the bath to add my hand to hers in rinsing herself off, concentrating on stroking softly around her breasts, her large nipples rising up to meet me in silent appreciation of what I was doing. She turned her head to meet my lips with her own, soft kisses that seemed out of place with my body screaming out to ravish her but I know what. "My sweater!" I exclaimed."What's wrong?"I rummaged through the drawers of my desk, looked behind the guest chair and under the desk."Very funny, John. What'd you do with my sweater?" What? What do you mean, what did I do? You took it home last night, don't you remember?" No ... I..."Suddenly, I had to stop and think. As soon as John said it, I realized I had taken it home last night. Why had I done that? It was my office sweater, it was the one I always left at the office so I would always. Liam thought he saw a glimpse of hurt in her eyes before she had turned away, and his conscience pricked him. Surely he hadn’t hurt her feelings? No, it was more likely annoyance he had seen flashing in those blue eyes. She was only trying to be polite to him, and she was angry that he had rejected her attempts at conversation. Well fine, let her be angry, so long as she left him alone. That night, they ate dinner in silence. Liam was able to chew and swallow, but his appetite hadn’t improved.