What is something that keeps coming back in your head outside of work? What speaks to you?”“Okay. Okay.” Delorah set her wine glass down and sto...d up. “This song keeps coming back haunting me. It’s just like—I know there’s somewhere perfect and I’m just not there yet.” She adjusted her dress slightly and paced a few times in the living room before an abstract art piece with various shades of blue. Catching Sandy’s face she smiled. Then she began to sing: “Somewhere over the rainbow, way up. She was feeling a little more in control, but knew that control could be snapped almost instantly. She kissed from one shoulder to the other, and ran her hands down his chest, making sure that she paid special attention to his nipples. She wondered if he liked having his nipples sucked on as much as she did, when she felt him draw in a deep breath she knew that it had affected him as well. She worked her way from his chest down the treasure trail, licking a path along the waistline of his. But what would happen, if the sex between us wouldn't be satisfying? I could risk losing her as a flatmate and a real fun partner. Was it worth it? The question remained unanswered.The dynamic between us was developing nevertheless. There were some accidental touches between us. Sometimes when we were cooking together in the kitchen, for example, our thighs would touch. It was electrifying for me and my member would jerk. I was working hard to suppress my penile reactions, not always being. When her giggles subsided Liza said, “You need to be more careful Davik. You nearly gave me a serious fright. It was a good thing that I had put down the knife, else I could have cut myself or hurt you.”An image of her hurling the knife at my head appeared in my mind and I felt very fortunate that I waited.“Where is everyone,” I asked, “because of the tonic and all the resting I have been doing, my internal clock is all wrong. So, I have absolutely no clue what time of day it is.”“Well I was.