” There was a new tension in the cave and the sound of her zip being lowered seemed to loudly fill the space. She could have asked him to look away... as she slowly stripped out of her clothes, but she didn’t want him to. She wanted him to watch her. Her temperature rise contradicted the removal of material. Her body flushed with a new desire and for the first time in years her most intimates parts tingled into life. Both just stood stripped down to their underwear, appreciating the mutual. I had my phone with me and told her to call me if she needed anything. 3 hours went by and I was a nervous wreck. I didn't want to call, but I was wondering what was taking so long. I couldnt hear anything through the walls or door. I decided to call her but she didn't answer. An hour later she finally answered. She sounded happy when she said hello and I asked her if everything was alright. She said she would be working late and she'll call me when she was leaving the office. I. His rough hands were gripping the pole right in front of her, and she noticed the calluses on them.She wanted him. Lani bit her bottom lip trying to imagine the precise moment that this had turned into such a strong need. When did she get this obsession, this need to touch him and feel his skin, his hair, his muscles? When the train screeched to a stop she led him up to the street level, then they walked the block to her apartment building in silence, both aware of the burning need that. She seemed OK with how I said that.“When we get to the actual turn, I should use two fingers and you use your whole hand. Our hands need to stay in contact until you have completed the turn, which should take you exactly six steps to complete.”“So, it’s not a spin turn?” she inquired.“No Claire, it’s a step turn.”“I understand. Let’s try it.”We caught the beat and gave it our best attempt, but we were finished before the count reached six. We tried again and almost — the third time ... she did.