Ze last time I wore a bra it was a cup size… D, I think. But no way zat will fit me now!’ She laughed mirthlessly. ‘I am now maybe H, double-H, ..., J, K… who know?’ She let that sink in. ‘And anyway,’ she added, ‘I don’t think I need one. My breasts look good without a bra, an’ I am more comfortable like zis. So ze other women in the office, if zey have problem with me, zey can fuck off.’ Roger raised his hands and smiled grimly. ‘Okay, okay. I’m sorry to have brought it up.’ ‘Can I go?’ said. Finally, you took pity on me. Holding my chin firmly in your hand, your eyes were not unkind as you spoke. "Breathe. You can do this." This was new to me. It was something I'd only recently discovered about myself. You'd seen it, and gently drawn it out, patiently teaching and helping me to understand that it was okay to want this; okay to want to submit myself totally to another person, to trust someone enough to give myself to them in this way. To trust and submit myself to you. I wouldn't. Don’t get me wrong, it was sexual too.” “I would love that so much!” “But also a feeling of completeness, my body filled and completed by you. It was the best shower I’ve ever had,” she giggled with joy. “When you are near me I feel like, well, like it's just right. It feels like that's the way it's supposed to be.” “It so is and I’m thrilled that we get even more time together today than we had originally thought. What a gift this day is!!” “Me too. I don’t want to have any false expectations,. . oh! Ask her if she wants some bacon and eggs with the pancakes."His father looked at the two of them like they were crazy. While Angel asked Lena about the food, his mother explained."She's the telepath from next door. Seems to have taken Angel under her wing, since we arrived."He nodded his understanding, then craned his neck as though he was trying to look at Angel's back. Another old family joke.While Angel and Lena cleaned up, his dad left for work. His mother went out to "pick up a few.