Your sex is so sensitive to my touch you tremble. Ferocious yearning gleams in your eyes. My lips are pursed with purpose. I want to pull you into my ...rbit and complete the journey we have set out on. Your legs part in acceptance of the sacredness of the moment. You are pregnant with the Goddess as I open your flower. My agile fingers penetrate your fissure, ringing your stamen. “My love” I whisper. “Say you are mine.” Your voice cracks as the words begin to form then dissipate in a chorus of. All the time he was climaxing, he kept his gaze fixed on the young woman in front of him, the blood pumping through his body as he imagined her lying naked before him. She was a challenge to any red blooded man, and even some women would lust after this one. He sat back and released Aunty Harriet’s head so that she could stagger back, still choking, with tears streaming down her face. She caught the look on Mr. Jones face and turned around to see little Annie standing there her eyes round like. She glanced up at him. He frowned. He obviously knew what was in the paper. But she had seen him in action. In fact she was glad she hadn't had time to read it until after she'd seen his skills. They talked for a while and she decided he was just a cute kid who'd used bad judgment. She didn't care why he was there, she was just glad he was.At the same time, he didn't learn much if anything about her. She wasn't ready to give him that information yet.If she would have he'd have learned she was. I made to move to him but Amy held me back, saying, "No Nichola, leavethem to do their work." Weakly I asked, "Is he ok, will he live?"Another voice, which I knew answered that question, it was Carl; "Nicky,I'm not going to lie to you, Brett's in a bad way, but he should survive,now you, apart from your leg are you ok?"I looked up at him, seeing concern in his face; I nodded not reallytrusting myself to speak. He smiled grimly and told me "you have been avery lucky lady, for god's sake Nicky.