Ben.... I don't understand," she whispered. "I mean, by being here, you put me in the position of having to take too many cold showers." Ben brushed s...ome hair from her face and then let his fingers remain there, trapped in the effervescence of her curls. His long fingers curved against her cheek and his thumb stroked the soft, peachy skin. " If you feel that you want me to leave, then tell me now, and I'll go, he said unsteadily; but if I stay, I can't guarantee that I am going to be able to. “In our time together, we have learned to read and spell many words. Those words are as important in Dalton, Massachusetts, the town in which I was born, as they are here. What is important to us and might not be as important in Dalton, is the names of our neighbors. For the next few weeks, we are going to learn to write them.She had an alphabetical list of the students who had attended this class. The freedmen who had yet to choose a last name were at the end. She called her roll until someone. Firstly, because any alchemist worth his salt wasn’t about to teach some young nobody his trade just because he was rich and influential enough to have his own ‘free city’.Secondly, if James wanted to learn the ins and outs of the trade, he didn’t want it to be from someone who was only interested in money.Finally, James gave up on this guild as well. As he walked out of the shop, an old man dressed like a filthy beggar and smelling of shit strode in through the door. James was almost dry. I smiled as we continued to kiss. I loved it when he played with my boobs. I groaned a little as I felt that familiar feeling stirring between my legs. He moved his hands stroking down my torso, trailing his fingers further down and started rubbing me through my panties. I pulled away from the kiss, my lips tingling. I could hear the rain drubbing against the window, the thunder clapping louder as the lightening moved nearer. I was so turned on but knew we didn’t have long alone so needed to.