Worried for her. Soaking in the pain- for her. Naomi couldn’t help but briefly feel that she didn’t deserve Lisa. Which was ironic, because Lisa h...d said the same thing about her not deserving Naomi three years prior. How things changed. In less than a week Naomi had cried more than she had in her entire life. Excluding the arc of her life where Elle took her exit of course. Naomi wondered what would have become of her, if Lisa hadn’t been there like a loyal puppy to keep her from giving up.. ‘Jesus, Lang, you had us all so worried.’ He shifted his grip on her hand to cup her cheek in his palm. ‘Connor?’ Her throat felt raw as she swallowed, but she studied his face carefully. It was definitely Connor. He was such a big goofball. Even now, as tired as he looked, his brown hair was mussed just enough to be stylish without being sloppy and he couldn’t keep a smile from turning up the corner of his mouth in the beginning of a grin. Rough and tumble didn’t begin to describe her friend,. Adding that Matt could be quiet aggressive and 'earthy' in his lovemaking. That's putting it mildly thought Liz knowing her niece was no angel either and guageing by her language during their lovemaking was complicit in egging her man on. She went on to assure her niece that she didn't mind with the hope that she might further indulge her to open up a bawdy conversation between them. Her niece (randy little vixen that she was) didn't dissapoint going on to tell her that Matt couldn't wait to. No, you made me do it.' 'No. No, how? Don't blame me for your perversion, your masochism.' 'Ah, the m.' 'What?' 'The m. what's the other letter?' 'Uh? What?' Don't play dumb, you dumb cunt bitch, come on, dot, and m.' 'Oh. No. no, no, no,' She just kept repeating it and shaking her deeply terrified mind from side to side. 'Say it. I want to hear you say it.' 'I can't. It's too horrible. You're not that. No you can't be. No. Oh, God.