I remember moving her hand for her, as she gradually drove her fingers deeper into the folds of her clothing, and remember well guiding her hand from ...er own frame to my thigh, and encouraging a slow traverse upward towards the goal of possessing my convulsing arousal. I could feel the pre-cum at my tip at such times. I could smell her musk, alluring, heady, potent. Her words whispered would become more distinguishable as time moved forward in a seeming vacuum. ‘I want to see you fucking. That's a good thing, right? Every one of the things I've found has given me another reason to love you."Audra hesitated and then said, "This one won't. It doesn't make a lot of difference to me now, but it did to a lot of people while I grew up. It may make a lot of difference to some of your relatives and friends."I was curious and totally puzzled as to what she meant. I had to clear up one thing for her so I said, "Unless you're a mass murderer I can't think of a single thing that could. They can’t stand to miss an episode.Oh, and there’s a library that’s huge. Infinitely huge, it seems. It’s got everything.That’s it. That’s the story. Except that once I started it I couldn’t stop reading. It’s wonderful because you can’t believe these characters exist, but they’re as real as anybody even if they’re quite strange. Doesn’t matter. Link hooked me from the first page. Before I knew it I cared about them and what might happen to them. Such odd stuff. A favorite character on the TV. I moved the cot that she had been sleeping on before over behind her and loosened the ropes so she could sit down. She sat sown and crossed her legs and I handed her a plate of food and plastic knife and fork. I sat down on a stump in front of her and ate my breakfast with her. We talked all through breakfast. I almost felt bad about kidnapping her and the rape that she was going to get, but she was just so incredibly beautiful. When we were done eating I took her plate, “what are you going to.