We both ended up ordering the same thing, creamy garlic shrimp over pasta. As we ate, I told her all about the school where I worked and where she wou...d be attending in the fall. I tried to make it sound as nice as possible, which wasn't all that difficult. I really liked it, after all.Kimmy listened attentively, hanging on my every word. I don't know if she was even listening to what I was saying; she apparently just liked to hear me talk. I could tell by the look on her face that she was. After a couple of days, I was centred enough to confide in Torrin exactly what had happened back in Sheffield. Sharing those feelings was a big step for me and a milestone in my relationship with my new bodyguard. My faith in him was, thankfully, well-founded, as he proved a good listener.During that week, the only element of the outside world that I allowed to penetrate my peace was a growing awareness that the locals were desperate for help. They were bending over backwards to make my stay. But then, that was the whole crux of my problem, both decisions would be wrong and both would be right. I was weighing up the two events; do what was decent and honest and would leave me a gibbering unfulfilled wreck, or do what I deep down knew I wanted to do and become a deliriously happy slut. I gripped the copper coin tightly in my hand, so much depended on this small circle of metal. There was no point in delaying it, I had to decide one way or the other; heads, I flush the stuff away, and. You stretch, then catch yourself, worried (and maybe hoping), needlessly, that you will be caught and tormented again. Looking around you see a lump under the sheets beside you. Conflicted with worry, excitement, and curiosity, you take a breath and peel back the covers. The faint smell hits you first and you smile. Under the sheet is a large bouquet of daisies, your favourite flower. It looks like there’s at least two dozen of them and you know without counting that he gave you exactly 28. The.