This is a romantic story about two people who are falling in love, I have incorporated some of the suggestions that people who have been so kind as to...send feedback into the story and have made. I hope you enjoy. * Froo stood very early the next morning watching as Misha sat on the machine, pulling against the weights, causing the bulges under the skin on his arms and shoulders to glide and stretch. Her lush curvy body wrapped up in his shirt and nothing else, her hair tousled and no make up. "We've gotta get all these new business arrangements running smoothly, as soon as possible, and we've gotta get the gig in Seattle done before we get too far away. I hate having that hanging over our heads. Right now I feel like there's too much stuff up in the air. It's all under control, but I won't really feel safe until everything's stabilized and we've settled into a somewhat predictable routine. And gotten your credit balance back in the black." Wow! You're starting to feel like my. They undid my legs and buckled them to a pole that held them about half a metre apart. Then undid the belt round my waist, and half carried me to the shower and put me in. It was the man who stripped and went in with me, turned the shower on – it ran cold for several minutes and he made sure I got the full benefit of that – then soaped me up. He was still wearing gloves. He didn't want to touch me with his bare hands. I think that was when it began to penetrate that he really despised me and. I raised my other hand to her left breast and gently pulled her to me and I could smell the clean sent of her hair. She leaned forward and placed the kitten back in its place under the bench and then sat up in my lap again and put her hands over mine and replaced them on her breasts. We sat there enjoying the feeling of closeness and quiet in our secret place away from all the world. Time passed and without a word she stood and left. That evening she visited as usual as if nothing had.