I savored the moment deeply, temporarily forgetting everything but the woman I loved whom I cuddled gently in my arms. She was so innocent, so dependa...t on the love and care of others... She was almost fragile, especially if a drawing of a symbol could cause her to... "Wait, did you say one of the drawings... hurt you?" I asked urgently."Yes," she said, turning her head to face the desk while it stayed flat against my upper chest."One of those," she said, pointing at the somewhat scattered pile. “Nice,” he ventured.“Nice? Really?”“Si, bellissima.”The butterflies morphed into a hammer now thudding in her chest. She wanted so badly to turn to his door. To lose herself in the evening, in the moment before her. High cheekbones, lips a weather-worn red and green flecked eyes, this was a fantasy right before her if she could just give herself over to it. Close enough to feel his breath, her legs felt slightly unsteady. This scene, the situation was everything she was not. There was no plan,. One by one, people shuffled up to the yawning hole in the ground, paying their last respects by plucking a single white rose from the wicker basket and tossing it inside. Penny slipped her hand into Jake’s and led him forward. Their steps were small and it took twice as long to cover the distance than everyone else, but in circumstances such as these there was no hurry. They both selected a rose and shuffled up to the grave. ‘Goodbye,’ Jake said softly, letting a single rose fall from his hand.. It was awesome feeling. Her hands were soft like velvet. I felt like licking her hands but stopped myself from it.I slowly started massaging her hand till her shoulder. She was moaning softly in pleasure. I did this for about 8-10 minutes and then I went to her next hand and repeated the same thing.After relaxing both her hands I sat beside her legs and started applying body lotion and then massaging her left leg. She kept moaning softly in pleasure. I kept massaging her left leg from toe to.