Awaiting final submission to there burning want.Energy flowed between our souls, coursing through the coupling of their hands and fingers. They moved ...ven closer, appearing to give into the magnetic attraction of the kiss only to back away slightly and roll their heads opposite of each other once again, noses slipping softly across one another. This time shallow breaths became entangled with the voice of uncontrolled passion. Each moaned as one. Lips finally touched, eliminating the separation. When Peter realized where they were going he looked over at her with raised eyebrows but when Jane offered no explanation said nothing. When they arrived Jane parked where Peter had parked before, then in complete silence reached into the back seat and grabbed the picnic basket.They said nothing while they ate, napkins on their laps, gazing at the dilapidated building aglow in the sunset. As Jane had expected, just looking at the site of such intense erotic adventures was arousing for both of. The door pushed open and Bing shoved his nose in."Is it all right?" Mary asked."To have Bing in here?"She nodded."Sure."Mary patted the bed beside her and Bing came into the room and climbed up on the bed with them."How's man's best friend?" asked Swede affectionately."Girl's best friend too." What do you mean?" he asked turning to look at her.Suddenly, she felt very shy. It was hard for her to tell her husband about her lust for animals, Bing in particular."What is it, Mary?"The love in his. She tells me some messed up stories, and it hurts me sometimes, but its my fault since I keep asking her questions about her past. When she came to the U.S. she was attracted to white men and the whole American culture. She told me secrets, like a story about when she was 13 years old and lost her virginity when alone with the cable repair man in her apartment. She was turned on by him and wanted to experiment since one of her girlfriends had sex with some older neighbor guy and said it was.