The sounds from inside the closed room were light, but Logan had become an expert in listening. Major Danielson’s grunts and Erol’s as well were m...ving in a nice rhythm, and Logan really wished to see more. Already taking a chance listening in the hallway, he dared grab the door’s handle and slowly rotated it until the latch came free. Carefully, he leaned forward, holding the door, and looked in.Major Danielson was riding Erol steadily, her broad hips rolling over his body. The young man’s. She sat in silence for a long moment, debating. Should I tell her? What if she doesn't like my answer? What if this ruins everything?She sat there for what seemed like an eternity. Then, whether it was the alcohol that compelled her or just a fleeting moment of bravery, she grabbed Sam's warm hand and replied,"Yes. Sammy, I do love you. I have also thought about your body. I know I'm a little ashamed because I never knew how you would take this. But you are absolutely gorgeous, and I have great. "Of course," Nancy smiled."You said that any physical contact between us would be kept clinical oraccidental," Mark continued.Nancy stopped and turned toward him sliding her hand behind his neckpulling him closer, they were of similar heights since Nancy had finallykicked off her heels. She pulled his earlobe between her lips as herother hand slid beneath the dress and traced the curve of his buttocksjust where his stockings stopped. "Congratulations Marcie, yousuccessfully seduced me," Nancy. You will come over to me as I slip my foot back in my shoe, smile and say, ‘Typical, isn’t it?’ I will smile back and say, ‘Isn’t it just?’ You will ask me if I am expecting anyone. When I say no, you will ask if you can join me. We will begin to talk again. It will be easy, comfortable, the rich consistency of thick, milky coffee, as it was that day. The air heavily scented with warm toast and cappuccino. We will begin talk of our husbands and our lives, squeezed small and wrapped too.