Far too soon ... and then what?“Come on,” she murmured. “We should go be with them all.”“Aye, lass, we should,” I replied, gaining a much-...eeded eye roll to dispel the future and return to the present.The dance was an exercise in sinking and floating. Alice and her new guy joined us, and despite all formalized invitations and couplings, there were no third wheels. Colin, being even less physically gifted on the dance floor than the rest of us guys, was always happy for someone to take Shannon. I can see the blame in their eyes. I blame myself. Maybe it’s stupid, but I can’t stop.”Suddenly we were both crying. There were no words. We didn’t need any. We sat with our arms around each other, our guilt pouring out of us. I clung to her and I knew that she was clinging to me. This was the thing she’d been waiting for. It was what drove her to Miranda. It was what had made her suspicious of my generosity. Her uncle had been that type of man and had done the most monstrous thing imaginable. I flew to Rio de Janeiro and found it a vibrant, energetic city. I spent weeks snooping around under the guise of a not very bright but extremely nosey reporter. And I really didn’t find anything at all. I might never have, had I not gone shopping one evening. While wandering from stall to stall in the huge open market, I made an abrupt leap to avoid a hand cart and bumped into someone. I turned with a hasty apology on my lips only to hear a voice cry out ‘Bridget!’ ‘Benjamin! Judith!’ I smiled. She presses back against my erection. ‘you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens’ I gently begin to explore the openings in her clothes. ‘(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose’ The jacket falls away and the beige lace shirt has trouble concealing her dark, erect nipples. I pinch one. ‘or if your wish be to close me, i and’ She leans in and bites my neck and grasps me, feeling my pulse in my cock. ‘my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,’ I fumble at her pants…..