" Gerta, just the fact that you're worried is reason enough for me. I'm asking you to see if you can have Hans stop by there tomorrow night, just to m...ke sure everything is okay. If Mama asks you, that's your reason for doing it. In a way, they're my guests, and I feel responsible for their behavior." Gerta was smiling at me, and when she turned to Hans, I could see a triumphant gleam in her eye. Hans looked disappointed. This wasn't something he would enjoy doing.When I got back to the. That accursed book is giving women everywhere too high expectations! He stood there for a second, content to watch her sleep. Her hair was draped across her face, while one hand hung over the bed the other still held the book. He squatted down next to her, tucking the hair behind her ear, he eased the book out of her hand. She continued to sleep peacefully. He knew he should leave, let her sleep, but he ached to touch her and hear her voice. The last few days had been busy for both of them.. If she could get to her room and lock the door she thought shed be okay till he calmed down. She heard him behind her and tipped the small table in the hallway over to try and slow him down. Halfway up the stairs he grabbed her ankle and jerked her off her feet. She fell forward and as he started to pull her toward him, she rolled onto her back and kicked hard with her free leg. Her small foot connected solidly with his groin and he grunted as he dropped to his knee. Phoebe scrambled the rest. “I want to help,” he insisted.“Then help!” she protested, “You made me feel horny so do something!”“So let me understand, the problem is guys just use you?” he asked.“Yes, then they dump me,” she said.“And you want?” he asked.“To cum of course,” she replied, “Its not fair!”“Do you want someone to love you, care for you, cherish you?” he asked.“No, I just need to cum.” she admitted.“You ever thought of being a whore?” he asked.“No, of course not!” she snapped.“All the cock you can handle and get.