“Do you want to wash and I’ll dry?” Ariel asked.“Hell, no. They can soak until tomorrow. Give me somethin’ to do. Go sit by the fire and I�...ll be right there. Maybe you should put another log on.”Ariel sat in one of the two chairs that flanked the fireplace. In a few minutes, Thor came in with two more beers.“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Ariel asked as he took the offered bottle from Thor’s hand.“On three beers? And you just ate.”“And again, it was great.”“Yeah, but I forgot to get. She carefully flicked her tongue over his nipples before kissing him passionately. Her tongue entered his mouth fully wanting to feel every crevice and began dancing with his tongue. She reached her left hand back and held his still hard cock upright as she raised her hips, lining her slit with his cock. Greg grinned feeling his head glide along her slit. He gasped as she slowly sank on his cock taking him fully into her tight pussy.Amber grinned at Greg feeling him fully in her, supporting. I should ask Her if She’s finished with the water but I can’t speak to Her. I emerge from the cupboard to find She’s behind the bar again, doing stuff. Already I’m getting erect just looking at Her in Her outfit. I go a bit crazy and get the plan of the water system out of my toolbox, walk round the other side of the bar, spread it on the bar and pretend to start reading it, with stiff willy pressed gently against the bar. My glasses are pointing down at the plan but my eyes are on Her. And. Just forget I said anything please."She's dismissive."Okay then." If she was psychotic, it would reveal itself fully withtime. I would draw it out in due course."Well tell me about your mood. Why do you say you're depressed? Whatare you feeling?"I let her talk. Using active listening and asking pertinent questionswhere relevant she did much of the work for me.She was having relationship problems with her boyfriend. An all toocommon trigger for depression but one not to be underestimated.It was.