.. like the... view?" "Come on, Kate!" he replied. I could tell that he felt embarrassed because he knew that I had caught him looking. Unable to face...me, he turned his face away. "It’s okay, I don't mind. You are like a brother to me and that makes me feel safe with you. So don't be embarrassed." I tried to reassure him, but I thought it was cute that he was feeling embarrassed. "Can’t we talk about another topic?" he pleaded with me. "Okay! So do you have any plans for today?" I asked,. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help it. His weight lifted from my body, momentarily freeing my legs.Before I could react, I felt his hands on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the bed sheets. I could feel the cord bound to my wrists. Still blindfolded, I could not see him. Then he was back over me, grabbing my ankles and spreading them wide. Two muscled thighs were pressed between mine. I gasped at his strength,. "I don't think he's fragile. I think he maybe once was but not anymore. I think you've all probably had a hand in making sure he's better now. But he is better. I'm not saying his feelings can't get hurt or that he's immune to pain but he's not a little boy who needs to be protected from the big, bad world. I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe the relationship he and I have doesn't really let me see the real him."Still, I don't think he lets Meredith hang out here because of some sense of. As the gaff and panty were Madam Leonora's personal addenda to the costume it was now her time to intervene.She told Simon he should not feel ashamed. She said that it was not the costume that made one a great dancer - it was his performance that mattered. Not wanting to knock the petals off her young bloom, she then did what was her custom whenever she wished to remind Simon of something important. She'd take his hands in hers; gaze intently into his eyes; and carefully measure the cadence.