We were left alone (again, without a word) and I started to cry. I don’t know why and neither of us cared. He came to me and held me while on one kn...e beside my chair until it passed. Soon the maitre’d returned with a bottle of champagne which he promptly poured into two tall crystal glasses while a waiter brought a heart-shaped box of chocolates with my name embossed in gold calligraphy on the top! Grinning like a kid at the look of wonder on my face, Dave returned to his chair as the first. She laughed and said that would be good for the assignment. As she was saying that I could tell she was checking my sweatpants to see if I was being honest. I decided fair was fair and straightened up revealing the tent in my pants but as she was I was keeping up the pretense of the assignment. I took several more shots of her without her top and she was a natural. She had the sexiest poses with very little direction from me including some of her twisting her nipples to make them stand up more. Only having a short way to go we can’t do much. A few kisses. Lingering tongues and touches. You’re groaning. Aching. The door opens. You’re pinned against the wall of the lift by me. Sitting on the handrail. I slide a hand under your arse and carry you to the room. Noses pressed against one another, staring into one another as we imagine what the weekend has in store… I can’t reach the key in my pocket whilst carrying you. I drop you to the floor and you start kissing my face, my lips, my. ”“Jocelyn?”“Not before the accident, but after, yes. And others.”“Me?”“I don’t think so, no. But our sexual relationship HAS changed our relationship, don’t you agree?”“As you said, I wouldn’t be sitting here discussing it with you if it hadn’t. Would I hurt you in any way by going out with Rudy?”“I don’t think so. It’s not like I’m only seeing you. And we never agreed to be exclusive, or I wouldn’t have been with Kristin, to name one example.”“I know this is going to sound tacky and maybe even.