Claire grinned. ‘Jess, we’re in the infirmary, so why don’t I just do a blood test really quickly and you’ll have the results by the end of th... ceremony, that way you know if it’s safe for you to drink the champagne,’ Claire suggested. ‘But you’ll miss the ceremony,’ Jessica protested. ‘No, I won’t. I’ll draw the blood and run the test, and I can come back and get the results after the ceremony,’ Claire said, grabbing a needle and drawing the blood. Luckily, Jessica’s gloves covered the band. She asked me to sleep on the table and she did my face massage silently, even I was not in a stage of speaking. Once finished before leaving I asked for a hug again, she hugged me again and I left from there.After reaching home, I texted her, thanks for the hug, I really felt the warmth first time in my life. She replied, I felt how much pains are there in your heart if you wish to share your pains you can share with me, from that point of time we become more close to each other, we started to. I enjoyed every moment I spent with her, but my jaws would drop if ever her husband, daughter, or son would troop in and disturb our lively conversations.It was not long though that mobile numbers (of Anita and I) were exchanged. The intimacy had just become better. Text messages followed one after the other. The usual “his”, “hellos”, “good mornings”, “good evenings” and “good nights – sweet dreams” became a routine. Again, ideas were exchanged; one-liners were sent and received. Groggy, cunt sore and a little hungover, she struggled to focus her eyes on her phone. Ryan, spooning her from behind but asleep, still amazingly had his semi-erect cock in her cunt. Grabbing her phone in her hand, she finally was able to focus on the screen."Shit! Fucking damn!" were the first words he heard waking him from his sleep."What's going on?" he said."I've got to get the hell out of here now. Colin's coming home today and he's less than an hour away now!" Damn" Ryan said. This wasn't.