"It's a bit hot for gardening" he said, slowing down by her garden gate." You bet" she replied, "but it's got to be done, otherwise the weeds take hol... and in no time it's a mess". "Why don't you get your husband to do it?" he asked. "I don't have a husband" she replied, "and my partner is away on business. In fact he's away quite a bit, as he's a long distance lorry driver, so if I don't get on with some of these chores, they don't get done. I have a teenage son of 14, but he's not interested. ..there is no pressure where I feel those lips grazing my skin. Only a soft, light, almost tickling feeilng. My skin is on high alert, enjoying this feeling and wanting more. My skin slowly, torturingly, forms goosebumps all over my body, almost as if my skin were trying to reach out for his touch. I lean my head away from him, stretching my neck out and giving him access to more skin. He sucks my earlobe into his mouth and chuckles deep in his chest when I jump in surprise. I feel his breath. She had been crying badly. Even now, tears were still lingering on her face, like dews on flowers’ pedals, waiting for comfort.She was made do deserve a comfort.Who should help this pretty but sad princess? Anybody?She stumbled.It’s so dark, but out of her eye’s corner, she could still see, or feel something, or someone, who was staring her boldly ... bolder than anybody she had met in her life, she should say ... then suddenly appeared from nowhere, walking to her on all fours.“What brings you. .. stunt ... would have drivenseveral of my clients off the end. It was one _hell_ of a risk." Shefrowned. "It's not a risk I can condone."Katie nodded. "I understand. We ... the girls and I ... talked about itfor a long time." She sighed. "Tommi has been having a lot ofproblems. Square peg, round hole. You know the drill. So we figuredit would help her fit in so she wouldn't feel so ... awkward." Okay, I can understand your thinking. But it seems like you werebullying her." Or you.