I do not want to return you to your parents as sweaty smelly messes’.As soon as he’d spoken there was thunderous steps as I heard the hoard of act...esses clearly coming down stairs! My heart pounding assuming that they would be coming into my secret under-stage hiding place but I was quickly relieved when I heard them move past me and I saw the glow of an adjoining room flicker into life at the far end of my secret room at the back of the stage.There was lots of laughing and shouting and. “How’s the fit?”“Perfect.”“I had to use some subterfuge to get your size. Once, while you were sleeping, I used a caliper to measure your finger and then worked out the size.”“Leave it to a technical geek,” she remarked.“The green stone’s an emerald.”“I thought so.”“It’s in honor of the Emerald Buddha.”She kissed his lips. “I do think you’re a closet romantic, Christian. You’ve made me very happy. I’m on Cloud Nine.”Chris popped open the Champagne and filled the two glasses. He handed one to. He sounds pained with need, and I understand exactly what he's feeling. "I love you too." Our breathing is heavy, and he puts his hands under my thighs, pulling my legs up around his waist which I happily oblige to. His hands roam up my back, and through my hair, using the wall to support me. I shiver as his large hands move along my thighs and run along the seam of my thin black shorts. He pulls back and kisses along my neck, down my shoulder as I run my hands through his hair, and along his. "She laid her hand over his heart. "It's what's in here that counts not to mention here as well." She stroked his head with her other hand. "I just want to be with you forever." But, darling, ever may not be a very long time. I'll probably only last another fifteen or twenty years and towards the end I may become senile and dotty."She smiled gently at him. "And you'll have a vigorous younger woman to look after you. Tim, my precious, I've thought about all that and I've longed to spend the rest.