This meant she was completely naïve about social situations, often becoming anxious and sometimes being taken advantage of due to her innocence, unre...enting honesty, and gullibility.Her stoic second in command, and closest friend, was a Godtouched named Cal. This was presumably short for something. No-one who asked ever got a satisfying answer. Her bright golden hair, cut in a short, almost boyish bob, warmly glowing golden eyes, and pouting golden lips contrasted arrestingly with her rich,. Only her son. Her son. Her son! As she started to turn, she felt the hands release her rump and grab for her wrist. Oh, it felt so good. But she needed to stop, even if she didn't want to. Before she could muster anything her hands were being forced against the wall. They were rocking slowly and more gently now. This felt soo good, why did it need to stop. Because she loved her husband that why. But her ... its her ...! She needed to stop this, use her legs, something. She was definitely. I wasn't too concerned. After last night, I'm sure she just needed time to be alone. When her dark moods fell on her, she often wandered up into the mountains for the day.She'd come back.After a morning spent weeding, I took a quick shower, shuddering as I dumped cold water over myself. Chase always spoke glowingly of a proper shower. There still was running water in some of the big cities, I've been told, but the pipes of the cabin had burst during a cold winter when I was a toddler, and Chase. He pulled an envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to Kaylee. He was surprised, and a little pleased to see that she didn’t open it to look inside but, instead, just put it down on the counter beside her. ‘Well,’ she said brightly. ‘Shall we get started?’ Kaylee led Paul down a hallway and into what was obviously the master bedroom for the apartment. There was no bed, but, instead, a massage table in the center of the room. It had the standard face hole at one end but it was.