’ Charlotte let herself be washed. She was too tired to try and do so herself, and she realised that Matt was right, she couldn’t go back to bed ...etween clean sheets in a soiled nightgown. She actually didn’t mind his hands on her, he was tender and fast, and perhaps not professional, but good enough, and he didn’t recoil from her body. Matt had to make an effort not to pay too much attention to those beautiful breasts. He rather enjoyed washing her. She was really plump, exactly the way he. They wore only their bath robes while sitting in bed, and their robes fell somewhere in the room. They just wanted to feel each others’ naked bodies. Then the inevitable, both of them locked into a strong embrace, just kissing and feeling. Time usually stopped for both of them and all that was left was the touching, the exploring, the pleasing and the engaging in being close. That was the journey they both liked to travel when close to each other. He kissed her body like he knew she liked. Your shift doesn’t start for another hour.”The boy was flushed and gasping for air, but he tried to play it off. “Yeah, well, the bus was delayed, so I decided to walk.”“I’ve seen you walk here in the rain without being this early. Look at yourself, you look like you’re about to keel over. What’s going on with you?”“I just… didn’t want to be on the streets any longer than I had to.”The bartender rolled his eyes and walked back out with Eric following him. “Those are just stories. Don’t let some. I could tell by now that he was a fair amount older than I was. I almost felt intimidated by that. I realized that he probably knew more about what was going on than I did. I still had no real idea what was going to be expected of me.“Cerys,” he said. “Do you understand what we are being asked to do?”“No, in truth I do not.”“They wish us to mate. To conceive a child.”None of that rang a bell with me.“Explain, please,” I said.“They want me and you to ... have sexual intercourse, sexual congress.