She felt the warmth from the moment they began to rehearse together. They projected an easy, relaxed kind of love, but what was going on between them ...as way more intense than that. The first episode, there was a lot of physical contact called for. When she read the script, she actually felt flushed even though she was alone. She felt flushed again when they rehearsed it. They nuzzled and breathed each other’s air while he tried to convince her their TV son would be fine with the babysitter. He. She had had limited experience with men but had been in a 3 year relationship that ended badly. That relationship constituted most of her experience with men. Book club always turned to discussion of men and sex and Jennifer had little to contribute. While not a prude by any means, she was just to shy to have tried some of the things they discussed and now, with no one in her life had no opportunity. She was not turned off by their discussions but found her self having trouble relating-telling. ‘But you want to show me off. Mark my conformity to your desires for the world to see. You want to show the world that you won the prize.’ ‘I’ll be naked as well!’ She let his words hang between them, mocking him with her eyes, until she took pity upon the extent of his exposure. ‘Ah! . . Why Sir, I suddenly feel foolish. Forgive me for my lack of comprehension.’ She lowered her eyes in sham humility, just far enough to fix on his penis marking the staining from their earlier lovemaking,. The lad was obviously completely smitten.Turning towards Masika he could see the same look, with little hearts flying round her head. In her case it was more like the trashy romance novels his former wife, now lead concubine, Deirdre read – gooey eyes and heaving bosom, and Masika’s could certainly heave impressively. She had it as badly as Julius. Love at first glance.“Thanks, Masika. Sit down,” Frank told her.His words barely got through to her. She got one of the beers close enough for Frank.