He is amused to see her engaged in such activity.He opens his closet, and from an upper shelf lifts down a tarp he used when camping in Scouts. Emma ...ooks at him, quizzically. He lays it on the bed and helps her to sit on it. He pours them both a glass of wine, which they sip on.Then he tells her to lie back against the pillows, which she does.He takes the sharp cheddar cheese and begins to crumble it down from her chin, her neck, between her breasts, with a slight detour to add a bit around. You were working hard and I didn't want to bother you. But I couldn't get the thought of your body out of my mind. I wanted you, I needed you. I close my eyes and imagined you taking your clothes off for me. First, you lift off your shirt and reveal your toned muscular arms that I long to have wrapped around me. Then, you unzip your pants and let them fall to the floor. I can see the bulge in your boxers and my imagination runs wild. I open my eyes and find myself caressing my breasts, rubbing. ’ Even through the veil of dark hair Adam could still see those eyes brightly, as though they were glowing, and the sound of his voice once more caused ripples through his mind. For a moment he could think of nothing to say. Lost in the eyes of this stranger. And then.. ‘Who are you?’ Adam said, finding his voice, pleased when it was strong and revealed nothing of how off balance this guy made him. The stranger chuckled quietly, revealing straight white teeth and a sexy smile, even for a guy.. Paul turned to his wife, and said, “Pet, isn’t there something you want to tell Dirk?” Darla came over and sat on my lap, gave me a friendly hug and kiss, and then told me that Paul has some sort of silly hang-up about not actively engaging in sex because he is a preacher. She went on to tell me that this causes her to be constantly frustrated because she is a normal woman who is almost always horny. “Saint Paul,” she said somewhat derisively, “is a voyeur. He gets his thrills watching me.