“I do, mate. I do know how hard it’s been for you. It’s so obvious, the way you’ve been avoiding me, never looking at me, always talking to th... other lads and not me.” Kurt took a deep breath.Damien stroked his arm. He could see that Kurt was embarrassed and also really sad.“It’s ok, mate.”“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”“What you sorry for? You can’t help the way you feel.”“I…I love you.”Damien laughed.“Don’t be daft.”Kurt hated himself for saying it.“I’m just messing about.”Damien knew he wasn’t. Oh dammit, look what you’ve made me say, something quite insulting.’ ‘Rein in baby, I’m not offended.’ The fluffed up woman looked ready to wop Flint one. ‘How dare you call me baby, in this country that’s an endearment used by a man to his lady friend.’ ‘You grouched about me calling you ma’am, or rather prohibited me from calling you that, leaving me with few options.’ She studied him carefully and said he looked like he’d slept under a hedge. ‘I did.’ ‘Now you are teasing again.’ ‘I’m not, I. Parroting his earlier admonition, she placed her finger across his lips and whispered sssssshhhh... he wisely obeyed, closed his eyes and laid his head back against the wall. Eyes served him no purpose now: he could feel her hands on his legs and hips, and he enjoined his mind to full participation in any cruel, sweet wickedness she might choose to visit upon him. He could not have imagined what would prove to come next... Her kneeling position placed her at eye level with the full. You slowly rise following my instruction. I climb over the back of your seat and sit while you are standing looking out over the theater.Slowly my hands run over your body exploring and caressing. I undo the button of your blouse and pull it away from your body. After I unfasten your skirt, I let it fall to the floor. My hands again explore your body. Quickly, I strip off my clothing. I stand behind you and as our bare skin touches we feel an electric charge. I grasp you and pull you back.