“And if I don’t?” I ask. “You want me bad, and I seriously doubt you would leave here without a little satisfaction.” He doesn’t seem mad,...doesn’t get up, simply looks at me. But I see something shift in his eyes. They become more heated. I figure out that he likes a little defiance, so I notch it up a bit. I take a step back and put my hands on my hips. “I refuse to beg for something that you will probably give me anyway,” I say, reasonably sure of his response. He confirms my assumptions. He. The scent of roses reaches my noose. Ifantasy my hands going over your entire body. I can feel every breath you take.You should not have made your shirt stay to open. I move closer. I have all thetime in the world. How peaceful ? no stress. WHACK!! Yousuddenly woke and your hand flew up. You looked shocked by your own reaction.You put up your hand in order to sign an apology. I donot care. I want rehabilitation. You have stopped my dream by your intend tostart a battery. Ifyou were my wife I. "To say I was shocked that she was taking it so lightly would be an understatement. Somehow I had expected her to take it more like Lisa, and be jealous."Oh, don't look so surprised," she said, as if reading my mind. "I'm not so old, or stuffy that I'm going to get jealous over it. You're a smart young man, and if you can handle it, then who am I to complain?"I let out a pent up sigh that I hadn't even realized I'd been holding. "Actually, it is only five now. I turned Geo away this morning.". I froze for a second. Ivanka whispered in my ear."There's nothing to be afraid of. Go to him."I took a deep breath and walked to him. I felt like a virgin bride on her wedding night, nervous and afraid.I stood in front of him. He gently took my hand."You are so beautiful," he said with some surprise. "You are truly a vision. Seeing like this, it makes me happy that you are giving this gift to me. My little babushka, thank you for being so beautiful.'"You're welcome," I said and blushed. I felt.