"However, I'll be waiting forever, if I wait for Mister Right, I think. I've got no prospects, and it's hard to meet guys except for other skaters, an... they're all either gay, taken, or Andrei Gravachkin-types. Ordinary guys are intimidated by me, because of who I am." I can see that. You'll meet someone, Liz, I promise." Well, I know I will, eventually. But that doesn't take care of my... well..." Itch?" Warren joked.Liz blushed. "Well... yeah. Dammit, Warren, it's too bad you're taken. I've. You have my sympathy.”She took the packet. It was a large cardboard FedEx document envelope on which Antonin had scrawled his signature across the closure. Clara followed Poe to a conference room that was unoccupied. He left, shutting the door behind him. She ripped the envelope open.A handwritten sheet was on top.Clara, I’m sorry to give you this in a situation that must be distressing to you. I love you and I loved your mother. Please forgive me for not giving you this information earlier. I. Gee, even I could find that an interesting game to play occasionally. Think of it as doing her a favour by spicing it up for her." I couldn't really act on this without having more of a conversation with her directly. Is that going to be OK?" My reading is yes. In a way I think her purpose was to get all the awkward and embarrassing revelations out of the way indirectly so you can just get to the point and propose some arrangement or agreement with her." What I still don't entirely get is why. I loved it that you were taking charge and that you were going to be in control the whole way. You told me to get in and to take off my pants. I did as you told me to. You then removed your panties from under your skirt and crawled in on top of me, shutting the door. Your dress spread out over us both as you leaned down to kiss me. I slid my hands up inside to feel the soft skin along your back as you lifted yourself up and positioned me so that you could slide me inside of you. You slowly.