"Yep, any timeyou ask. But, to be selfish, I kind of hoped you wouldn't ask too soon,"Tom said, looking a little down."Well," Sam said with conviction... "it won't be today. Feed me!"Tom brightened, and they went out to one of the best seafood places onthe beach.54 Chapter - Mutual PresentsAfter lunch, they decided to walk through a local shopping mall, ratherthan return to the beach immediately. Both of them were too full to careabout the beach for the moment, and walking through the mall. His touch and caresses leave me brethless and begging. A bitter-sweet, almost fearal cry ecscapes my parted lips as his fingers contact the tight flesh of my throbing clit. He works it, as if it were the stings of his most prized Gibson, twitching over it without care, plucking. I moan, my voice filling his ears. He delights in my call. He slides his fingers over my nipples now, as if they were the frets of his guitar, he plays me well, he is the rockstar and I am his instrument. . Besides, I'm on the pill." Damn it, Lisa," he said. "Why are you doing this?"She sobered a bit as she stared into his angry, frustrated eyes. "Because," she said. "Because I really like you. Alot. You make me feel special and pretty and...and I dream about you at night." Huh?" I dream that you come and take me away and make me yours, that we get married and have k**s and...other things," she said, turning a little pink. "I dream that you and I make love."He shook his head. "Dreams are just. You grow up with no training or skills to get a job, and no way to get training because you're poor and uneducated. You still, presumably, want to eat. So you steal. How do you blame someone who has never had any opportunity to get out of that vicious cycle? Of course people steal. And I'm not saying everyone who steals is like that – I'm sure there are those who are just greedy, or like the thrill of it; look at Rendon Howe, for a large-scale example of that. But the little people who steal.