I told her about the dance and Bethany and she was quiet for a minute.“You’re getting yourself into a situation that is really, really tough. You ...are going to have to be a perfect gentleman and expect nothing more than friendship for a long time. She’s really vulnerable and she’ll be really emotional. Just be prepared for that. Be her friend. Don’t even think about anything physical with her. She’ll let you know when, if ever, she’s ready for that.”Good advice as always from Jennie. I told her. ’ You kissed and began to move. When I closed my eyes, I imagined fireworks. When I opened them again, it was the storm. It was building again, and the lightning strikes replaced the fireworks of my daydream. You writhed above me, and I felt you milking every bit of my essence from me, replacing it with a warmth I had never known. The warmth built with the surf. You, my mysterious lover clung to me and I inhaled you again, drink long draughts of your kiss. You stiffened on me in climax, and it. "I know! I regret it more and more and you can still pull out - say you are feeling unwell or have to go away suddenly. I won't blame you one little bit." We gave our word, Uncle and I'm not reneging and I'm certainly not lying to anyone, even those unspeakable villagers. You agree, don't you, Bea?"Beatrice, by now tucking into a plate of eggs and bacon, again nodded her agreement."Beats me how you stay so slim, Beatrice, eating all that fattening stuff. You never seem to stop."Beatrice paused. Where have you been?" When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she dropped the laundry at her feet and walked over and also gave me a warm embrace and a little kiss on my cheek. We both sat down on the couch and I filled Jill in on my week at work and my trip to Santa Barbara the weekend before. Donna interrupted me to ask whether I'd gone to Santa Barbara alone or with someone."No, I had hoped to take a friend with me but she decided that she'd rather not go at the last moment, so I just.