. ‘ Ann Marie moved over to my chair and put her arms around me, holding me as I relived that tragic day. She had that mothering instinct that told ...er exactly what to do to give me exactly what I needed. We hugged for a long time and when one of the babies fussed, she kissed me hard and went to take care of Sally.When she returned I was determined to talk about her.“So ... Tell me about your life, your whole life and leave nothing out,” I announced with a grin.That took quite a while. It was. He still vacillated between fear of what might be caused by that damned blouse on the one hand and the power over Dawn, over any woman, that he felt belonged to him as a man, as a privileged and powerful rich man.He took Dawn into his arms and he kissed her gently. He noticed that she closed her eyes as they kissed. Silly little child, he thought. Falling in love with me, he thought. More likely falling in love with my money, he thought. His hands reached down and he felt her ass, still warm,. The front door had been kicked in, and the back door left wide open.There was no sign of Sara anywhere.Rage flared in Aran at the thought of Sorla and Sara being harmed at the hands of these zealots, but he calmed himself, knowing he could not think clearly when consumed by anger. Slowing his breathing, he forced himself to think rationally.He had a distinct advantage; he could sense where Sorla was, so there was no way they could hide her from him. He just had to hope they’d either taken Sara. .. uh ... mmm ... ohhh.”She stepped back to lower her panties. She had been completely naked with him before, and he had seen her ... down there ... as her finger slid into her slippery channel. But she had never “displayed” that part of her body to him. Now, the urge to use her body to make him ... wiggle ... continued.“You know what seeing you like this makes me want to do?” she asked.“No,” he gasped. His hand was fluttering by his side, and she knew, somehow, that he was resisting the urge.