Wanda jerked her head my way but she didn't say anything as I took my foot off the accelerator and prayed that the tires would find traction. The thou...ht that I had to cross the bridge again on my way back to the dorm scared me.Ice was beginning to form on the trees as we passed the graduate school.I calculated that we had been on the road for over nine hours, which would make the time about three-thirty. We hadn't seen a single snowplow and there was an accumulation of maybe six inches of snow. Rapture, release, familiarity and refuge all within her grasp. She held back. “But I’m reluctant to take it”“Qu’est-ce que c’est? Reluctant,” asked Fantine?“Afraid,” replied Liz. She smiled to reassure her friend. “Sex has always only been something I do to stay young. It’s never been an emotional exchange with another person. ‘ know what I mean?”“Yes, I think so. You need not to hide any more, my Elizabeth,” whispered Fantine.“Okay,” said Liz as she tried not to cry. “Teach me not to hide and. She told me to go ahead and take the bra off and let her see when I was ready. In no time I had the change finished and told her I was ready. She started to just look over the door but it opened to her surprise and she just opened it all the way and stood in the doorway and smiled at how I looked. You look amazing in that. I thanked her and turned for her. She said wait just a minute and walked off, seconds later my husband poked his head in and whistled. Wow, you look amazing in that. See I. I made sure of that. I was determined, though not because of those incredible breasts, breasts which had me wondering, nightly, what they would look like without the sweater and whether she wore expensive, silk underwear or a sensible bra with lots of support. But, honestly, in the first instance, because I was impressed by her. She was a strong, driven, incredibly capable woman whose accomplishments should have been celebrated and aspired to, rather than belittled by those who would reduce.