She's my house keeper who pops in to clean for me and cook. She is going to come in most days and do us a meal, although I though we might pop out now...and then and get a pub lunch in the village. "Sounds good to me Uncle Ted. You are quite tanned yourself, we could sunbathe together." "I...I may not have the time. We'll see." "What are you busy with Uncle Ted?" Her hand had stopped stroking his thigh. God she was so, so close to it. "Er..well bits and pieces really." Ted decided he would have. Since then, we’ve made it known, much in the same fashion that Terri and Jerry were known and that Rachel and Derek were known.Of course, Terri’s married now, and everybody knows, but nobody discusses openly, that Rachel and Derek are a consummated couple.Consummated. Sounds like a step in soup production. I cannot fathom how that word got tied into what I imagine to be a divine event.Why do I think that? Among the Munchkins, I’m sort of the best researcher, so when I started having questions,. I reached out with my left hand, took her right hand off the knob and turned her back toward me, the two of us now standing in the open doorway. I took her left hand in my right and looked into her eyes, now filling with tears. I just let it go. I told her how amazing I thought she was, how it broke my heart to see her so down, how much I wanted to help to make her happy. That sad smile returned to her face, but there was also something bright in her eyes: Gratitude, longing?When I. “Jesus, yes Ryan. Just... Yes.” She was adorable.“You do realize, Hope, that I haven't touched you? At all?”She paused to reflect, but only briefly. “Jesus, yes. But... Please...” She stammered.“'Please' what?”Her eyes went wide open in panic. “Please fuck me, Ryan. Oh my God, I need you to fuck me now. Please fuck me. Please fuck me.”“Okay, Hope,” I offered. Her eyes had been holding so much tension that they hadn't closed in who knew how long. Finally, she relaxed enough to.