"Oh please, please, we can't do this, we really can't, I am married". My voice is thick with emotion. "Yes, so am I but I need you, I love you" Love... How could that word apply to the two of us? We are friends, good friends whose partners too are friends; it cannot be more. The arm pulls me close once again with renewed urgency and the hand pushes firmly against my weak resistance. My arousal has not and will not diminish and as a soft, wet mouth nibbles at my lips, my own mouth offers no. It’s easy to get to. What do you think?”Blitz and ReconstructionOn the night of 14 November 1940, the Luftwaffe razed Coventry almost completely to rubble, destroying 4,300 homes, two-thirds of the other buildings, and leaving the city centre in ruins. Amongst the buildings lost was the sublime Gothic Cathedral of St Michael. In the years after the war, the building was replaced by the flashy and confident architect Basil Spence, and the new cathedral has become something of a symbol of. It was stuck in the back of a closet and just needed some bags. I cleaned the house thoroughly again. By 11:30 I was ready to go home. I was just about to get dressed when Mr. Steadman from across the street knocked at the door.I didn’t see him approaching and I was startled. I hurriedly opened the door and he smiled when he saw me standing there naked.“Snake is in bed, Mr. Steadman,” I said quietly.Mr. Steadman nodded and said, “I know. I spoke to him yesterday and he said I could come over. The breeze playfully tugged at the hem of her dress. She heard the audible gasp. Jane checked the reflection in the window. She knew she was being followed. Jane loved the floral sundress she was wearing. The soft linen material caressed her body and the spaghetti straps provided just enough support to lift and separate her breasts yet still allowed her to reveal a seductive amount of cleavage. She loved the feel of the material as it rubbed against her nipples. The patterned lilies always.