"You have to skate. No way are you sleeping on a couch. How big is the bed?" Well, huge. It's a king." Then we can both fit," Kristin said. Tom was co...mpletely stunned. "It's OK," she smiled, "I trust you."They got Kristin's bags and headed towards the car Tom had rented. Tom's head was reeling. Kris was going to sleep in the same bed? She trusted him that much? He wasn't sure if he trusted himself that much!After a late supper, they headed towards the room. They took turns in the bathroom. More there.”“Yes, darling. Come around me. Karen.”“Oh ... Oh? ... Ahhh!”“Oh, I feel you. Ah! Damn!”... “Now I know what it takes to shut you up. I’m not sure that it’s worth it, though.”“Now! You were perfectly safe. Look.”“I wasn’t worried about that. Y’know I didn’t say ‘yes,’ don’t you?”“Well, when I gave you your choice, you said ‘no’ to one of them. You did say that it was my turn.”“And it’s not as if you had just brought me off with your hand and I’d used my hand on you plenty of. Above the faint stuffiness of being sealed, earthy low notes swam across my nostrils, a rawness to them mixed with edgier tones. Lust. Desire. Unbridled masculinity.In the rectangle of light from behind me that cast my shadow into the gloom, I shivered, but not through cold. It rippled through my body, all the way from toe ring to scalp where my mane of blonde hair cascaded to brush the full-colour dragon tattoo at the base of my spine.The wall lights sprang to life as my fingertip found the. Lathering her body, she took a disposable razor from her bag and removed all traces of hair from her neck down. Satisfied, she rinsed off the last of the foam and packed away her toiletries. Drying herself, she slipped on the simple shift and barefoot, headed back to her cell. As she entered, she glanced towards the empty bed opposite hers in the small stone room. Empty now these last three years, along with the corresponding space in her heart. She prayed every day for her return, yet the bed.