’ You say. He looks at his shirt and then to you, blushing, and then pulls it over his head and throws it to the ground. You take off your underwear...quickly, and assist him with his pants. He guides you down to lying again and cups your left breast with his left hand, while sliding the other downward, feeling your wetness. He let out a groan, feeling the heat of your womanhood against his chilled fingers. He rubbed your most sensitive spot, sending tantalizing sensations through your body.. I could see tears forming in her eyes. I didn’t want to cause that but I had no idea how to prevent them. What could I do or say that would put a stop to the hurt and pain she was feeling. I’d been completely insensitive to it and now it was all coming out here in my kitchen, just when I hoped we might have another chance. I didn’t feel that way at the moment.I sighed. “Doctor Urquhart once said that I was a ‘B type’ personality masquerading as an ‘A type.’ By nature, I’m not aggressive, but. I thought they would repulse you.”“I told Diana I was falling in love with you. She told me to be careful and that you were probably still pretty fragile. If she only knew about me, huh? Two broken souls finding each other in a backwoods grocery checkout. Who’da thunk?” She giggled again. A beautiful sound. “She told me about you coming back from a terrible situation and in pretty bad shape. She said Donnie told her you shouldn’t have come back alive but beat the odds and did it anyway. She. ”He smiled at me. He said, “It wouldn’t bother me, you know.”“What you going on about?”“I’m dead open-minded me, mate.”I picked the magazine back up.He smacked his bum again.“Will you stop doing that?”“Are you gay?”“What?”“Are you gay?”“Why do you ask me that?”“Just asking.”“Yeah, well just put some pants on.”He said, “It’s ok. You’re still my mate.”He just lay there showing off his bum. He was proper showing it off. He was lying face down and he started wiggling his hips back and to. His bum.