She picked up her trousers and bent to slip them back on. “My feet and legs don’t even feel damp!” She exclaimed in surprise. “I would have th...ught some of that Gel substance would have stayed on my skin, but not even a hint of tackiness!”She pulled her trousers up and pushed her feet into her shoes as she fastened them.Sean gave her a quick hug.“I want you to know as well, Lisa, that I will make sure that you are fully asleep and safe, before I even get into my chair, and I have set things up. His first wife had died due to some disease. He had come forholidays to visit his parents. I was married of to him. I was young,not prepared for the marriage and was simply frightened. The firstnight I was waiting for him in his parents small abode. The room hadjust a mattress and was partitioned off from the main room by a clothcurtain which was torn and patched. I was sitting on the mattress andawaiting my husband. I must have dozed of when I felt a hand on myhair. It was around 12.00. Do you believe all of them?" I'm sure there were elements of truth to what I've heard, but from what I saw on the battlefield, those stories are obsolete now." I suppose. Although I still don't know exactly what I'm capable of now." And how do you propose finding out?"Asiara flung the pelt that still covered the lower half of her body off of the bed, revealing her entire naked body to the mage sitting in the corner. "I guess we'll just have to learn from experience." Calean slipped from his. .. pull up a chair... take a deep breath... and listen... I’m talking to you. You know who you are. Yeah, YOU! What the hell did you think would happen when you consistently planned your private quiet time so that you could log onto a chat site? Did you think you were safe hiding behind a keyboard? That your fears and unhappiness and emotions wouldn't be sitting there with you? That you would simply confess your desires to strangers and remain detached? Granted, there are some out there who.