"I told you not to fall in love with me," she finally said."I'm trying not to," I said. I wanted to delay the end as long as I could."Now I've gone an... fallen in love with you," she sighed.Gridlock. Mental gridlock. Deer-in-the-headlights-frozen-solid-and-can't-think mental gridlock. Hearing her say that was like being in the middle of an orgasm, except that all of my body was involved in the feeling, instead of just my groin.Then, suddenly I could move again. I stood up and did the Snoopy. Her absorption was childlike. The constancy of her gaze mesmerising. She was here, yet hostage to another world. How long since he’d read a book that way? There had been a time, surely. Over the next few days, Tom became a library regular. He withdrew books and returned them next day without opening them. All to be near Lilly. “You read as much as me,” she’d said.One night, a week later, she touched him.He thought it accidental at first. He knew now it was down to her awkwardness. The bookish. I crumpled up the address and stepped up the stairs. The sounds of my knuckles rapping against the cool surface echoed in the silent air. I strained my ears, hoping I would hear footstep on the other side of the door. So suddenly that I actually jumped, the door swung open and, she was there, standing in the doorway, wearing a baggy t-shirt and some loose sweats. The astonished look on her face seemed to last for a lifetime. Then a smile that could make the rain stop lit up her face. At that. Then he bought a pizza and some chips and stuff. As he came back, he put the movie on the table in the living room, chucked his jacket to the side and headed quietly upstairs to see if she was awake. Once again, he cracked her door open a little and looked. Ava was still sleep, he could see her. By now her night shirt had risen to her tits. Austin could see a clear mound in her skimpy little panties and her almost erect clitoris pushing at the panties from inside giving him an instant fucking.