Explain it to me again.Daniel. Oh man are you serious?Me. Yes.Daniel. You're not going to think I'm weird are you?Me. I'm the one with the problem her..., remember?Daniel. I am walking around the house with a constant hard on, it sticks out of my briefs unless I have jeans with a big belt on.Me. You're flattering your old mom, perhaps I’ll do more this weekend.Now I knew that I was going to do something daring this weekend, since I had finally started something. I decided to push it.Me. You're. The next fold exposes your mound, and I position your covers just above it, moving the towels, until your legs are completely protected. As I tuck the towels around your leg, you feel the back of my hand brushing your netherlips and you wonder if the contact was incidental. Massaging down the length of your legs, you feel a warm dryness now. But you feel my hands pause at your knee, and I grasp it to move it slowly outward. This causes your slit to part slightly, and you feel the coolness of. " I smirked at him. He glared at me. "I'll have Wild Turkey, on the rocks, please. And put his Rum & Coke on my tab." The waitress nodded with a smile and took off. "Hey, I don't need you to p-" "I've been a dick, man. I'll pay for your drink. It's fine." He glared at me still, but it was his playful kind of glare. He pouted a little. "Fine." We got our drinks, and bullshitted about a lot of things. School, jobs, parents, Reach. Then we came back to the subject of girls, which Kevin's always. ”She stared at him quizzically. “What are you talking about?”“I want to see what your mind creates when you imagine your future.”“Wait… you mean read my mind?! No way! Never!”“Relax, I won’t dig into anything. Besides, I let you into my mind, remember? All of those memories I shared with you? Just think of it as putting on a presentation. You won’t show me anything you don’t want to.”Even after everything that had happened between them, Helena struggled to find a reason to say no. She wanted to.