He looked at her with awe and wonder until the urge to give to her as she had given to him consumed him. Her chair was nearby and he moved it to sit d...wn between her legs, keeping her laying on her back on her desk. He looked at her shaven lips, now red from such active entrance and dribbling with his white cum from the opened center of her sex. As he moved forward, she lifted her legs and spread them to offer him the most unrestricted access to herself possible. He kissed her fully on those. "I was at fault, not you. You have no reason to be sorry about anything. You were angry with me. You screamed at me, told me to get out, and you had every right..." Oh, Darrin, I wasn't angry with you. I was angry with myself. I was on your bed naked and asleep - definitely inappropriate. I'm very sorry."What's happening here, Carrie asked herself. Maybe what happened wasn't a complete disaster after all; maybe he won't ask me to move. Looking back, she realized he didn't know she had gone to. I just ... I don’t know. It’s ... sometimes I just want to be a wife, not have to put up with all this court intrigue. Just be you and I together.” She looked wistful. “With a house full of children.”“I take it that’s your question, if I ever wish for that, too?” She nodded. “You have no idea, love, how much I’ve prayed for something like that. A peaceful home life, no more fighting, no more killing. Just loving and being loved. Maybe, one day, that can be our fate. But until then...” I stopped. But he’d already given her flowers, so what could the box possibly contain? She lifted the lid. Inside, nestled on a bed of white cotton was...a packet of condoms.She burst out laughing. “Oh Peter! And here I thought it was going to be something, you know...”“Romantic?” he finished for her. “You mean something like...” He reached into the box and pulled up a corner of the cotton. “...this?”Beneath the cotton was something shiny which, as he pulled the cotton away, was revealed to be a.