When she handed it to him, he folded it once and slid it into his shirt pocket.Sarah reached across and took his big calloused hand in hers. "Now that...I'm not your employer any more, I wonder if our relationship might turn into something a little more formal and permanent?"Ethan hadn't expected that and it showed on his face. She didn't have to look very deep to read his concerns because she already knew what they were. She hoped she could clear some of them up now.Lifting his hand to her lips. ’ ‘I will sometime.’ ‘No, you won’t.’ ‘How do you know?’ ‘Because I know you. You’re not gonna let anything get under your perfect skin. You’re not comfortable enough to just be out here.’ ‘I am too.’ ‘Then prove it.’ ‘How?’‘Come skinny dipping with me.’ The momentum in our taunting and daring had reached a fever pitch, but I couldn’t help but feel a thrill as she tersely fired back, ‘OK.’ She finally removed that last, protecting hand from her perfect pussy as she reached back to unstrap her. After meeting Sandra, do you still want to go by train?" Of course. It's safer than crossing King Street! What do we hear?" Korngold's 'Dead City', 'The Pearl Fishers', and 'Aida'." I'll have to read up. 'Aida' is the only one I've heard of." We'll just get a Penguin or somesuch on opera." Right. Anyway, I've been reading more on ravens. I was looking at the Panchatantra and..." India?" Yes, India. I was reading it and while there are many 'crow' stories, there don't seem to be any 'raven'. I recognized your capabilities in High School, and I trained you to realize them." He raised a hand and ticked off the fingers, "You enjoy what I do to you for three reasons: One, because you have the capacity. You enjoy sex, in a lot more ways than your upbringing allows you to believe are right. Two, because it helps you to maintain your sanity in the face of my efforts. And, three, because you have no choice -- I allow you none." He sat back."Why do I forget the good parts? Surely that's.