He shrugged.“Well, what the hell. We might as well. I already feel guilty; a little more guilty won’t make a damned bit of difference,” she said...He came to her and let his hand rest lightly on her arm. She leaned into him and their bodies melded into one and he kissed her and it was at once tinged with love and lust and the promise of their futures.“Let’s take this down the hall,” she said.“Good idea,” he said. He took her by the hand and guided her to the guest room. She stopped him just as. I was in a bit of a bad mood as I hadn't had time (or energy) to get any sex (male or female) during the short business trip. He sensed my mood and and asked what was wrong. I told him and he laughed and said, you should be married, bud, you'd never get any then. You could play away from home, I told him and he said he'd feel bad cheating on the mother of his k**s. Well, what about getting some stranger suck you off at an adult theater or book store, I suggested. Maybe you'd not feel you were. He took her hand again and put it on his arm. He pointed down and mouthed the words, ‘walk softly’. He led her slowly into the woods. She tried to step where he stepped. He moved slowly and deliberately for perhaps fifty yards. He stopped and only his head slowly moved, then it stopped. He turned and grinned at her. He mouthed ‘I love you.’ He moved a few more feet. He reached back and slowly pulled her up along side of him. They stood very still. Pat’s hand gripped her hand and she glanced at. ”Roth, Gwayne, and Gregor were nodding agreement to the assessment of the situation. “Sire we could actually turn the tide of the battle.” Roth started then stopped seeing the look of concentration on Ambrose’s face. “I am sorry if I over stepped sire.” Roth quickly said.Ambrose shook his head as he looked up at Roth. “It’s not that you over stepped Roth, I’m just trying to remember the history of this place. I am also crossing it with the history of our own worlds.” With a sigh Ambrose finally.