? ?Lots of things seem to be becoming more and more tired these days. And not just in bed.? He was suddenly more wary. ?What do you me...an by that?? ?Oh Ryan, it’s just that I’m afraid that things are getting tired between us. Getting stale. That we need something new and exciting to wake us up. Like we used to be.? ?I’m not quite sure that I know what you mean, Jules.? That he didn’t outright try to contradict or argue against her basic premise spoke. Elizabeth is perfect for you. Take my word for it. You are renting to a nice, hard working girl.’ Margaret has a way with people. Margaret also has to have the last word. Before I left, Margaret reminded me again to find myself a nice girl. Pointing out again there was one living above me. Margaret hinted that Beth might be more then interested and was available. I was too obtuse to pick up on Margaret’s hints. When I described our first handshake, Elizabeth’s fingernails were short and. "Te quiero, mi amor! Siempre..." The literal translation was, "I want you, my love! Always..." but in Spanish, "te quiero" was the same as saying, "I love you."Why had Maria said she loved him? He couldn't remember if he'd ever seen her before that night and she had ignored him the next time he ran into her at the cantina a few months later when he'd gone looking for her. She had done more than just ignore him ... she'd looked scared to death and had immediately left.He remembered feeling. Her cheeks had become flushed and he could feel her heart beating as she pressed closer against him. He kissed his way down her now rosy cheeks to her neck and nibbled and kissed her smooth skin. She moaned again and tried to move closer but there was no space left between them. He moved to her collar and his kisses became more intense. His hand slid up her ribcage and cupped her breast… squeezing firmly but caringly. ‘Mmmm…’, he moaned into her neck. Her nipples were already erect and pressing.