Immediately she had regretted her outburst - he had just quietly turned away, taken her home, escorted her to the door, said goodbye and waited until ...he had deadlocked it.There hadn't been any... passion from him, no anger even, and she had a distressing hint that she had done something irreversably stupid.On the other hand, did she want to have anything to do with a man who was apparently, when the rubber met the road, and in actual fact, totally cold to her?It hurt.She tried to sleep,. I nearly hated myself for what I was doing,especially when I knew how wrong it was.Yet, even as these thoughts completed their usualcourse, rounding through my head, I found my feetwalking. My hand moved itself upon the handle of myroom, which I had never had any "company" in. Thethought that I was nearly 30 and in fact had neverhad any "company" hit me smack in the face. I wassad, but I kept going, each step a journey in itself,my feet each hitting the un-vacuumed carpet, leavinga small "puff". His hands came to cup her breasts, and she felt the nipples harden, though she felt no cold. Instead, she felt a glowing warmth spreading through her, and was surprised at the occasional shiver that shook her. Deeper she slipped into the trance. Unable to resist, defend, she felt him lie beside her, his hand tracing circles over her belly and thighs. When his hand brushed the hair at belly's base, she felt for the first time how her body responded to such touch. Never before had she known the. Marry ... you ... Michael ... Alan ... Wilson ... so ... help ... me ... God. There! Does that satisfy you that I'm not fooling with you?" Yes, my love. It does. It does in so many ways. I don't know what to do next. Buy a ring, I guess. Then ... tell the world."He was raining down kisses on Brenda now, almost laughing in joy at her acceptance of his proposal. They were rolling on the bed, Mike in complete happiness and Brenda in total relief that she had done what she knew was right for her..