M, I'm sorry but can you talk?" Actually I have an early start, can I ring you back some other time?" I really did not want to be bothered."Please, it...says you are a mechanic, in your profile." Taxi driver nowadays" I corrected."But you were a Mechanic? you have tools," she asked."I am not coming to fix your bloody motor at one in the morning, goodbye." I slammed the phone down.It rang again, "We were cut off." she said."No I put the bloody phone down, now sod off." No don't go, I need help,". 'This time she resolved to think before she replied if she replied at all. In all honesty, she could have echoed Liam's text but she decided to pre-warn him that they might have to scrap the idea.'We shouldn't do this, talk tomorrow,' Ruth texted back eventually.There was an immediate response, 'Why? I want you and you want me,' typed Liam and Ruth could feel his pain.'Will explain tomorrow,' Ruth typed back but had tears in her eyes when she did. This was doing neither of them any good.Dave. He told her that his favorite dress, the red one, was definitely not appropriate for work. She had taken off her bra and panties again to model it for him. He found himself wondering if she were going to put the panties back on tonight or not.By the end of the day, Chris was mentally and physically exhausted. He was surprised that shopping could take so much out of him. Maybe it was because he had been on an emotional roller coaster all for a week. He fought the anger in the beginning and now. She was in no shape to talk. She needed to feel, to express, to experience. Her arms were like a clamp, turn by turn, pulling Mike back to her. He resisted but as his lips drew closer he felt his own will wavering. Caryn's desire never wavered and it overwhelmed his wavering will. Their lips touched again and the electric current ran from one to the other and back. Mike's body was alight. Caryn was in love as she had never been before, and with the ardor of youthful love, it consumed her.