I’m hugging her with one arm around her shoulders. “Dad, my arm splint is still hurting like this. Would you mind helping me adjust my position?�... “Of course, darling.” “Please turn me over like this.” “How does this feel darling?” “A bit better, dad. Just a bit more. Yes, that’s it. Oh my, this is so comfortable! My arms can just dangle. No pressure at all.”Before I know what’s happening, I’m lying on my back and Ava is lying centered on top of me, resting her upper body on mine. Her splinted. He had always been the one to give — praise, support, encouragement — and all she had managed to give was gratitude. Despite the vast difference in their circumstances, and even knowing, as she did, that what he was offering was nothing more than a home, her desire to give everything she was and had to him was unabated. She knew he would not have her body, though she was eager to give it, and had no use for her heart, though it was his for the taking. Today, she would give him something he. After a few false starts she had quite a few suitable poses,especially when she realised it was best if the camera was low down, lookingup. A worm?s eye view, you might say. She poweredon the PC and attached the camera. A few minutes with the photo editor andshe?d obscured her face and there were several which were ready for posting.Now, time to fire up hotmail and see if worm had kept his half of the bargain. ==========================================================From:. Sometimes I’m student Miranda, sometimes I’m research assistant Miranda, sometimes I’m roommate Miranda, and sometimes I’m sex partner Miranda. Besides, once you hear what I came across in my reading today, your mind will get back on track. But now that we’ve opened this door, it just means that every now and then we can explore that side of our friendship. If at some point you find yourself thinking about me too much in a sexual way, we can just have sex and relieve the tension. All you have.