‘This still all makes me very…nervous’ I say between breaths. ‘I know…but I’m not ready yet.’ ‘Not ready to love me or not ready to g...ve up the sex?’ he moves one of the hands off my waist then sits me up and he tenderly strokes my cheek. ‘I’ll always love you…I’m just not ready for us right now I still need time to myself.’ ‘Mm…then if you restrict yourself from calling me baby, or holding me then why do you do it when we’re having sex?’ ‘I may not be with you…but I still love you, I don’t. You're leaving a lot out."Kent looked thoughtful, then added, "Oh, yes sir. Once the camp was aware of my presence, Sergeant Cromwell was able to approach and provide cover for my escape. I believe he detailed his own involvement to you already, sir." He did," said the Major evenly, trying not to let his exasperation show. "I'm talking about your own involvement, Sergeant. How did you get past the perimeter guards?" I ... neutralized them, sir." How?" By incapacitating them," the Sergeant. " And I could feel him staring after me as I practically ran from the clearing and back to the river.Now I took the path which wound up and along the river bank to the right, going away from the direction of the town, the rough gravel path worn hard by the feet of tourists. It was a good day to be wandering around the low foothills in this part of the Rockies, the sun was out, it was warm and I hated to admit it but at least my new boots didn't kill my soles in quite the way the all-stars had.. She turned on the shower, scalding hot like she likes it, and we both got in. We washed and conditioned our hair, and then both soaped up together as we often do in the shower, and hugged each other close, washing each other off as she got me thoroughly turned on. Emerging from the shower clean and drying off, we headed to the bed and collapsed, pulling the covers over us. “Want to watch TV?” she asked. I rolled over to face her and kissed her. She moaned quietly as she grabbed the back of my.