After dinner, we sat at the table and sipped cognac. I excused myself to build a fire in the living room, then returned and offered you my hand. You s...allowed nervously and I smiled at you, aware I was exposing more of myself than I had ever dared. “You’re afraid,” you said. A statement. An accurate reading. “Indeed, I am.” “Why?” “I have never wanted anything or anyone as much as I want you. I don’t simply mean to bed you. I mean I want you; all of you. And I am afraid of losing you.” You. You can go inside and see. There's a clock on the wall in the living room." She got up and went inside. She came out a few minutes later."Well, it's 5:30. Getting late. I better go. I've got some homework to do. Okay if I come back tomorrow?" Sure, if I'm here, which I most likely will be."She was off. Matt sat out there for a bit longer, but then went inside and started fixing his dinner.The next day Rosie came over before she went home to dump her books. Rosie stacked her books by the stairs,. “So you are going to leave at 1:30 in the afternoon?” She said. “You have a lady waiting for you at home?”“No, nothing like that, it’s just that… I have nothing better to do.” He said shyly. Jack wasn't very good with people. He preferred to be by himself than have awkward conversations. “Well, you could just wait a few minutes until Mr. Goodman leaves and we can go together grab a few drinks, He usually leaves around this hour.” She said.“Um … sure, I’ll just wait in my office then.” He. She had also been unprepared for the sexual stimulation.When Erin had been a man, before she had traded places with the 'real' Erin while on vacation in Ireland, he had never given much thought to his nipples. They were just sensitive protuberances, not much different than any other sensitive part of his body, such as his temples. Or behind the knees. They were certainly not a source of sexual pleasure or deep satisfaction.But now, as Erin, she found that her whole life revolved around her.