The EMTs didn’t seemed too worried about her so that helped me relax quite a bit. The regular beeping helped me relax, too.About half way to the hos...pital I realized that Laura’s eyes were open and she was staring up at me.“You’re going to be okay,” I said. “Just relax. You’re going to be okay.”I squeezed her hand and smiled down at her.She was looking up at me from over the top of the breathing mask. She didn’t say anything but her eyes had this really big question in them. It was like she was. As our kissing becomes more frantic, I realise I am going to have great difficulty in keeping to my intention of a gradual build-up. My fingers are exalting in roaming the skin and curves of her shoulders and upper arms. I trail one finger along the top edge of her dress and the gradual suggested rises there. With a little moan, Sara breaks our kiss and pants, “Unzip me.” When I momentarily hesitate, she hisses, “Please.”Finding the zip is no problem, and I enjoy the rasping noise as I drag it. ”Despite his strict religious orders, Brother Matthew did not lose his humanity. He placed and then swept both hands over his wrinkled face as if to cleanse his conscience.“Well, it would not be a sin to assist two people to join their hands and their hearts as is God’s wish. I will be glad to be a part of your wedding,” Brother Matthew conceded. “Do you already have a date in mind?”“We were thinking the last Sunday in May, when all the planting should be done.”“I believe we can fit that into. That's why we came to your room tonight ... to ask you."I thought about that. It wasn't threatening at all, save for the fact that I might not know half the answers they were looking for, myself. Phee and I had both led a fairly sheltered youth. At least I had. Looking at those pictures, I realized Phee had done a heck of a lot more experimenting than I had. And I was the big brother!At last, I began connecting some dots. Bits and pieces of what had already happened that night started popping.