However, most of the time I spent assuring her that her secret was safe with me, and that I would not think any differently about her just because she...loved a woman - and no, I really didn’t need a boyfriend.Another good reason to assure her that her secret was safe was that, somehow, I was sure that this tight-knit business would have its ways to protect its own from possible threats. I had no intention of looking like one.That evening, Alva again came to me carrying a candle - and this time I. "Damn it, Teela, why did you pull me down onto this ledge with you? I was trying to pull you back up, and now we're both stuck down here," he snapped angrily."Sorry, Adam, but why is this whole thing my entire fault?" Because you weren't thinking for one damn minute about asking for help," Adam skewered her with a glare. "You just thought I am Teela daughter of Man- at Arms. I can do anything with out help. In fact that has been your biggest problem ever since I've known you." Adam," Teela. Our kisses became sweeter and hotter and more demanding as the room, and its other occupants, seemed to dwindle away from us.Once again my hand found the bare skin of her lower back under her sweater, a sensuous strip of nakedness that created a delicious heat in my solar plexus. I knew that this was not the place to continue our explorations of before, so I contented myself to this small pleasure. As her tongue and mouth became more insistent, I felt her reach down to my belt and tug my crotch. This was why many women and their brothers set up home together, the lack of documentation made it easy and the ignorance of the gene-pool and of genealogy in general, meant that sex was naked and beautiful, no artificial barriers, flesh on flesh and semen like thick milk, doing what semen should do, fertilise our eggs and confine us to our homes and bed, in readiness for our husbands or their friends.Sex for a girl back then was an essential requirement, show the slightest ignorance and wham,.