Either way, the fact remained that he clearly wanted to be fucked and I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to oblige. “Are you sore?” I whispered a... I tentatively explored his back passage with my fingertips. He arched his back like the most content of cats and shook his head. “No,” he added sleepily, his fingers closing more tightly around my shaft. “You sure?” I asked and slipped my middle finger into him. He turned his head and gave me the most provocative grin imaginable, as if to say ‘go on, I. ”“What’s that?”“You have the second two.”Jon looked horrified.“Okay how about we save that conversation until it’s more appropriate?”“Agreed, but what about the immediate future?”“I’d say that’s a blank sheet of paper that we can write our own story on.”“Do you write poetry?”“I used to, why?”“Sometimes you have a very poetic turn of phrase.”“Why thank you, my lady. But, back to the future.”“I suppose that’s the only place to go at the moment. Oh shit, I am not looking forward to going home in. Both are on their feet in an instant. Page’s hand automatically goes to the girl’s arm, pulling her in closer. “Hold my hand,” Page says as she drops her hand down to intertwine with Lisa’s. “Whatever you do, don’t let go.”“I’m scared,” Lisa mutters.Page steals a glance at the young woman. The tough, courageous woman is really just a scared, girl. Her heart swells with the need to protect her in the way she couldn’t her sister.“You’re safe with me,” Page whispers. “I won’t let anything hurt. When he left told him it wasn't a show. It was to show you I wasn't lying. Then came someone I knew named Cooper, and they went off to the side. Probably taking about me. I left then at it. Later on I told the neighbor I should've never admitted it to him or tell him to watch me. I was sorry if I crossed the line. He said I didn't do anything wrong. It's just that he prefers being in a relationship and living with that person. Didn't see that coming! We talked and basically he.