I stared into Elsa’s big cerulean orbs, and I could see that in there, amongst the arousal and lust, there was love.Not just familial or sibling lov..., and not the same soul mate type of love Amara and I shared. It was a unique feeling that the two of us shared at that moment. An emotion very few brothers and sisters would ever get to experience. The connection alone was enough to waive any guilt I might have felt.Never breaking eye contact, I worked my hips, pulling back just a little further. If you hadn’t been here, I am afraid of what he might have done.When I leave here I’ll have to hire a police officer to see me back to my condo, or he’ll be waiting to finish what he started...” She drifted off thinking about dealing with an enraged Herman. Maura was still shaken but trying to get over the attack. Herman only slapped her, and her reaction made me wonder what might have happened, or what she imagined might have happened if he wasn’t stopped.“Something tells me that Herman might. They would chat dirty online sometimes even on the phone but seemed to bottle out when it came to meeting up. I had seen Brian a few times over the past few months but he was becoming more and more pushy about a relationship, I was still only after carefree sex, so we decided to go our separate ways, for a while at least.Greg and I met in the usual way, we found each other on a popular gay men's social network site and started chatting. We moved up to exchanging a few dirty pictures and then. ..”I whispered, raising a finger to my lips, panties in hand. I set the panties down on her heaving chest. I then caressed her face while staring into her eyes, leaning in close. “Oh I know your scared, I would be too I guess. Don’t worry, I won’t leave any bruises or scars ... just psychological damage.” I grinned that Cheshire grin nearly snickering. I saw a fresh tear trickle down the side of her face, as her eyes simply emptied like she was trying to go to a happy place. I smacked her face.