Eric stroked her hair and urged her to calm down. When the sobbing stopped, he released her. She pushed him farther away, eyes now glowering."How coul...d you?!" she demanded.He pleaded, "Oh, baby girl...look, I know this must be devastating, but...it's complicated. I am begging you not to tell your mother. You can hate me. I'll understand if you do. But if you tell your mom it will destroy her, it will decimate our marriage, and it will ruin me." You had sex with someone else!" she yelled,. He’s sitting there, almost shaking. “I won’t bite. Come here.” She grabs him and pulls him on top of her. The smell of her perfume, not too strong, just right. He’s instantly hard. “I guess you really do want your Auntie, don’t you?” “Um, yes Jane.” He doesn’t know what to do first. He was told by his friends about sex. He ignored all his thoughts. He gently holds her and they both are lying on the couch, him on top of her. He brushes her hair as he goes in for the kiss. He brushes her hair and. OK! Maybe this was going to work out all right. I got him a Coke, grabbed a chair, and pointed to the bed farthest from our position in the room. "Yours," I said, pointing to him and to the bed. "Yours." Shigeonomura!" he said, pointing to his own chest and then to the bed."Si!" I said. Then I realized that my high school Spanish probably wasn't going to be of much help. But it was the only foreign language I knew anything about.Two more days went by, we left Seattle for Oakland, and still no. Theperson who had walked under the Eye earlier was a 17 year old black haired male with a muscle bound body standing about 5'7". The person who walked out from under the Eye was a waist length green haired female of undetermined age but appearing to be in the early 20's by human standards. She stood 5'9" in her bare feet, and had what any young male would consider to be the ideal female form. The Emerald Eye knew what it was doing. Its mistress had to be a commanding presence, and the.