“Listen,” he said. He just stared at her and she finally met his eyes. “Listen. When you are well, you can go back. But you need to stay here an... recover. I will not touch you. I am an old man. I am no danger to you. Please let me take care of you, and then you can go back. Understand?”She just stared at him. I heard her speak English once, he thought. I know she understands me. She couldn’t have forgotten the language that quickly. He wondered how long she’d been out here living off the land,. We became close to each other and then the time came when we first kissed in my car and sometimes in college secretly. For me, she was very attractive. When we were getting closer, a sudden shock came to me when she said it is not correct and she has a boyfriend. We still enjoyed talking and hanging out even when our encounter was not welcomed by Priya. As days passed, I made up my mind to ask her to meet up for a cup of coffee, she said ok. I asked her on Wednesday and we fixed the day to meet. Then he bent over, still thrusting, and began to massage her left breast whilst sucking the other! She began to moan aloud when she heard something: the slam of the front door. Tony was home! “Stop!” She cried, mid-thrust “Why?”“My husband’s home. Quick get under the bed!” The sheets dangled down off the sides of the bed providing perfect cover. Sarah hid Daniel’s clothes along with her own in the wardrobe. She had bought a summery dress that her husband did not know about and put that on. Her. He wrapped his arms around me. It felt so good, but it was so innocent. But I felt so tingly. I felt like moving it forward. Peter was to nice to make a move. This was my chance. To know what feeling good was really like. I pulled away, and looked into Peter's eyes. The friend that had always been there for me, the friend that told his brothers to knock it off when they hit on me, the friend that stayed home playing video-games with me on homecoming cause I didn't have a date. I leaned forward.