Her gaze went back to the stars lighting up the room as she turned away from him, hugging the pillow in front of her, for dear life.Oh, how she longed...for his warm touch after they had made love. Was it making love to him? Or was she just another task on his list to cross out before going to sleep that night? She grasped the pillow closer to her breasts, resting her chin on it, embracing the pillow how she'd longed to be embraced.Her tired body drifted into a deep realm of darkness, pushing her. The frustration of having her hands bound behind her back made her begin to cry. “Please stop it,” she sobbed, “I don't want to!” Patrick advanced another few inches. He angled her face so she could see him out of the corner of her eye. “You want daddy to stay, don't you?” he asked her gently, though he knew that any threat of him leaving her would make her do whatever he wanted. “You don't want me to go away again, do you puppy?” Violet sniffled as he wiped away her tears, but the thought of. ” Small world, Greg reflected. “And perhaps,” Andrea went on, “perhaps before that you and I could have a get-together with Sarah.” “Your landscape architect girlfriend?” “Mmmm.” She nodded, her eyes twinkling. "And when I say ‘girlfriend’, I mean… well, yes, exactly that. I’m bi. Does that shock you?” He shook his head. “I don’t think anything about you would shock me now.” “Ooh, you never know.” She wagged a forefinger at him playfully. “How about tomorrow afternoon?” “Fine by me,”. ’ I wanted to, I wanted it real bad, Mario had really turned me on, he was so sure of himself. But I didn’t want to hurt Mark, we had talked about having other sex partners several times, but had never done it actually and I knew what Mark meant was doing it with another couple. So I wasn’t sure how we would react if I went with Mario. I told Mario all this, and he said it was OK, he would be stopping in town again before he flew back to Italy and he said he would call me then to see if I’d.