"Would you like me to leave you here for an hour?" My eyes popped open in terror. "Or perhaps we should resume our conversation this evening… perhap... six or eight hours would be better?"I was now a gibbering wreck, tears and snot and sweat, shaking my head and making incoherent sounds. "Nnnnn….nnnnnmmmmm...nnnnoooo…"She just stared at me for what seemed like minutes, watching me suffer; watching me break. I would have done anything at that point, anything at all to make the pain go away.. "It was a moan, but not the sort Diana was accustomed to hearing from Claire. Moans of pleasure and desire, absolutely. Miserable moans, rarely, and hearing them made Diana almost as distressed as her lover. The heat was finally breaking the young woman; it was something Diana really hadn't anticipated when she and Anthony planned a summer New Orleans vacation.Diana stood in the open bungalow doorway and watched her lover's chest rise and fall with each breath. There was a thin sheen of sweat. A smile spread across her face. ‘This is silly.’ She said to herself then shrugged. ‘Beats sitting her alone all day.’ Brooke walked down her drive towards the street. The heat of the day wrapped around her. Her heart beat a little faster. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Then she remembered what she had seen earlier that morning and her resolve returned. She walked up the neighbor’s shady drive. The hot sun smattering the ground like sprinkled gold dust. Her steps were long and sure,. Turning to the couple, he congratulated them on their new company, and said they had their first contract, to build the above described hangar with Maureen being the final approval of the design and construction, and they had six months to complete construction, and oh, by the way, he would finance and own the building. The couple looked worried, asking Michael if he was sure and did he know their background. Looking at them, he said if they were referring to the fact that they were related as.