I bet we made love at least three times a day all week long! It got to the point that we'd have to slather ourselves in vaseline to save poor Ana fro... chafing too much. Both of us took our Catholic faith very seriously, and somehow made it all the way up until our wedding without going all the way; now we were making up for lost time, with a vengeance! As for Ana, she got a job at an Architecture firm, doing just the kind of cutting-edge buildings that always inspired her. Whereas I ended. It was no girlfriend boyfriend relation but it would not be wrong to say that they loved each other as very, very good friends. They did not hide anything of their lives from each other like the relationships, family happenings and troubles or more. It was funny to think that they rarely spoke of sex except her relationships etc. and never what went after the doors were closed and the clothes were off. Then it changed!! Evette had invited him over to her house and they were sitting in the cozy. I suppose I could enjoy working for a man who seems to be in happy all the time, couldn’t I? Stipping, I moved to the shower and washed the toner away; the tears fell thick and fast as I remembered every detail of that kiss. His hands touching my back, rubbing it tenderly, pulling me tightly to him before smoothing the material over my bottom holding me against him. Grinding himself against me. Closing my eyes, I could still feel him. I could feel the length of him pressing against me; I am not. ‘Well you know, it’s New York. Everyone’s a writer or an actor…’ I took a sip, even though it was too hot and burned my tongue a little. ‘What do you do?’ ‘I’m an agent.’ ‘Aha!’ I wagged my finger at him. ‘So not everyone’s a writer or an actor.’ ‘Well, someone has to represent all the talent.’ He straightened and went to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a white box. ‘Are you hungry?’ I groaned when he put the box on the counter and opened it. Inside were the most delicate,.