Noticing the expression on Mel’s face, she said, “Hey, if my grabbing him bothers you, I can loan you a strap-on so that you can do me. That might...take the edge off until Jake gets here.”“He’s not my boyfriend yet,” Mel said shuddering at the image Cathy had painted. “And I’m not into strap-ons.”“Can I borrow him?” Cathy asked dancing from one foot to the other.“I guess so,” Mel said. She didn’t feel that it was really her place to make demands on Stephen. He hadn’t even tried to touch her. " He began but Cathy held up her hand stopping him. He could feel her touch inside his head.Cathy closed her eyes for a moment and then when she opened them "We need somewhere private." She said and then added "Dreamtime!"Chris nodded and turned to Gwen, "We'll be back shortly." He said and closed his eyes.He heard Gwen ask "Why? Where are you..." and he was awayChris opened his eyes and found himself in the panelled room two armchairs were placed in front of a burning fire. He heard a sound. Accepting one's fate, that's the worse that can happen," said Ned and shook his head. Theo looked at him with a wide, gentle smile, accented by the way its edges led to his long, pointy ears:"I may not have learned much, but I learned that fate is just what binds people together. It's neither a boon, nor a bane; it just is, because we just exist."Ned raised an eyebrow and seemed to give the notion some thought; he somehow felt lighter alongside the woodkin, as if he could lift his spirits."If. Here. Now. Please?’ I sounded like I was begging even to my own ears. ‘I’ve wanted you, too.’ I admitted shyly. At my quiet words, Jake’s reserve vanished and his mouth attacked mine. His hands cupped my ass pulling me tightly against him. As his tongue battled with mine and fires were once again kindled deep inside me his hand snaked up my back under my shirt to flick my bra open. Then both his hands were caressing my breasts. As he tweaked my taught nipples I threw my head back and moaned. ‘I.