” “I’m so sorry,” she sobbed. “I made an ass of myself. You are so sweet.” “Look,” I said soothingly. “You go take a shower,...and gather your wits about you. I will see if I can fix some coffee.” She turned around, gave me a hug and kissed me on the neck saying “Thanks Bert,” then kicked off the heels she was still wearing and headed off to the bathroom. I located the coffee, the coffee pot and a couple of mugs. I was looking out the kitchen window drinking mine, when I heard. She came over and sat on the bottom of the bed and said "We could have so much fun together, we can do anything we want". The new best words to ever come out of her mouth! I was definitely up for it. I could feel my dick getting bigger. I said to her "what do you want to do?". She grinned at me and said "anything you want". I was incredibly nervous. She crawled up the bed to me, she moved the covers off and started rubbing my crotch. Staring at me with those sexy green eyes. She kissed my. He refused to take advantage of her at a time like this. Completely altruistic, he wanted nothing personally from her so there was no conflict. The light good night kiss, the affable hug, these things were more than enough for him.The strange thing is, if he had made a pass, tried getting closer, it might have forced her to talk openly about her feelings. As it was, there wasn’t any reason for her to do so and the remorse just stayed hidden, festering, eating away at her. The road to hell, they. .. a total fuck up!” Leila cowered and retreated, but Nathan stepped behind her and held her arms. “Whap!” Delia shook her hand to take the sting out and watched the red mark on Leila’s left cheek. She was so annoyed with Leila’s expression, her creased brow and worried stare, her constant fawning, submissiveness. “I’ll get the money!” Leila promised. “No, no you won’t because you HAD the money and you blew it, What were you doing?” Delia had still not gotten the whole story and Leila was.