.. Hold-it ... three ... four ... five ... Ex-hale ... three ... four ... five ... Relax." Relax," I said to myself, adding, "three ... four ... five.... Very good, David. Very good. Now again, more slowly, more relaxed. In-hale ... three ... four ... five ... six ... Hold-it ... three ... four ... five ... six ... Ex-hale ... three ... four five ... six ... Relax." She repeated this over and over, each time slowing down and extending the count. I lost track of how many times she took me through. “I…Er…l don’t feel very well,” he replied. “I’m going straight to bed.”He climbed the stairs as fast as he could. Just as he reached his bedroom he heard the phone ringing downstairs, he knew it was his mother’s by the ringtone. He wondered if that was Mary, telling his mother all about what had happened. He sat on his bed, his head in his hands, wondering how he was ever going to live with what had happened and what he had learned.He lost track of time, eventually deciding to undress and get. How is life treating you?’ ‘Can’t complain and business is okay.’ ‘How is your baby?’ Deidra was one of Sam’s favorite topics. He smiled and said, ‘Five months old tomorrow, and she gets more beautiful everyday.’ ‘I’m sure she is, and how is Holly?’ ‘Doing well and enjoying staying home with Deidra.’ ‘You have a good life, Sam.’ ‘That I have. You still have the apartment in South Bend?’ ‘Sure. As much as I’m in South Bend, it’s worth having the extra expense.’ ‘I’m sure it is.’ They talked. The two words that describe it best are practically self-evident. Maternal. Seductive. It's hard to tell which is at the forefront at any given moment, but the fact she's so effortlessly blending the two makes it even more intense. Just like the gestures moving through her. The gentle kiss of her heavenly lips and the grasp holding your throbbing need against her. In no uncertain terms she's making you know she wants both and everything in between.My breathing has become heavy, I am overcome.