“Maybe it isn’t. But I need this.” He pulled my arm more forcefully this time, my body fell against his and his lips pressed against mine. I was...lost in the moment and parted my mouth as his tongue begged to enter. God how I missed his kiss. His soft lips demanding passion, his tongue exploring at its own leisure and his hands, oh god those hands. The plate had been placed on the wall and both hands teased my back before one took a handful of hair and guided us back. I felt the cold wall. "And I do too," said Dylan, "but there's nothing we can do."As Dylan rubbed and kissed her breasts, Kara thought about that afternoon on the boat. She, Dylan and Ethan had gone sailing.Kara had laid face down on the deck of the boat and undone the straps of her top. She was soaking up the sun and thinking how shitty it was for Ashley to disappear like she had and leave Ethan alone. She needed to turn over and sun the other side.Kara had thought about leaving her top off, but with the guys in. But I want to give you a choice. You can sit here, eat what I assure you is a very good muffin, drink coffee and be on your way, or you can get the answers you seem to want." I want to know what happened," she said.Ken stood."Come with me."They walked back outside and over to a very nice garden, one that she couldn't remember seeing the last time she was there. As soon as they entered it, Teresa changed the word from garden to Garden -- capital 'G'. This place was special. She could feel it,. There was a smattering of children but they seemed well-behaved and not in the least bit boisterous like normal youngsters entertaining themselves with games concocted on the spur of the moment.Sam Chisholm was watching an interesting looking new settler filly wearing an unusual leather skirt that did little to hide her perfectly shaped backside. She seemed to be on her own and was keeping close herd on a pair of young ones that appeared itching to break away and start exploring all on their.