In less than a whisper she asked, “Do you have any condoms?”I wasn’t sure what she wanted me to say, so all I responded by saying, “If you wan... me to get one I can, but I don’t carry them around because I never expected to have the magnificent opportunity that is before me!”She rolled over to me and started some very soft and gentle kisses while at the same time she was rubbing my chest softly with her fingertips.That seemed to have a direct connection to the main muscle that controls my. I do love you, Chloe, oh my god do I, even though it's clear that you don't really love me," I said.I stood, looked around, and smirked my bitterness at her. "Thanks a helluva lot for nothing," I said. I grabbed my coat and keys and headed for the door.She finally found her voice. "John, wait! I do love you. I love you the most John, more than anybody..." I think she realized what was saying and she stopped and covered her mouth with her hand. I'd stopped when I heard her say that last and. She bid me goodbye and went to the car. She found the car and sat in the front seat.I walked up to the car and opened the door. She was shocked like hell and started screaming at me! Then, she calmed down and as I expected, she said that she can’t do it.She started asking me that I shouldn’t tell this to anyone and requested me a lot. I told her to calm down and that it’ll be a secret.Then I said, “Now that you have come here, let me take you to my house and we can at least have lunch. Better to shiver all night and all day until the Spring when her return home could begin, than suffer more chastisement.The trees in this region lacked the exuberant foliage of her own beloved dense woods and forests. They afforded little shelter, specially now that they had shed their sparse and sere leaves. The constant drip of water onto her body all through the night became her familiar lot, except on occasions, when she summoned the two white dogs to shelter her and she pitied them too.