”“I love you too, Steve.”“Things have changed between us. Sex changed it. We aren’t just friends anymore, are we?”“No, we aren’t.”�...�I guess we need to talk about where we go from here. I need to know what you want from our relationship, what you want from me, so I can figure out what to do.”A tear rolled down her face.“I don’t want to lose you. You’re not leaving me, are you?”“Jennifer Lynn Block! I said no such thing! Are you really worried about that? Is that what the problem is?”“Yes.”“Why do. Alistair was right about the warmth; despite the cold water, the room was quite comfortable. Sunlight filtered in to the room through a few holes in the rock opposite where the waterfall flowed. I set the candle protectively in the corner, sure I'd never get back if it went out. I stripped off my armour, folding it onto a dry spot on the floor, but putting my borrowed dress, towel, and clean spare undergarments on the little ledge that seemed purpose built for holding clothes. The floor was. I knew what was coming so I tried to relax as much as I could.Even so, there was pain as he first entered me. He had a lot against him, I was very dry being the worst. But he forced his way inside the hot tight canal. It soon lubricated from his dropping cock. After the first three or four minutes it was more comfortable and it even felt good. Nothing really physical arousing more an emotional lift. One of those turn on like seeing porn. I knew I was making Tom feel good. Just as I had. .. tell you something ... well, both, actually. I don't know how to say this ... it's really hard..." Would you like a coffee, or something? Maybe that would help." I'd like some green tea, if you have it." I'm sure we do ... if you hold on, one second, I'll go put the water on." Beth, I need to talk privately with Joy Adamson, for a while. Could you keep everyone out of the living room? Oh, and could you make us a pot of green tea, please? Thank you."Back in the living room, she told Joy she.