'Gonna be weird not being at home and Iknow Hannah and Rosie will be jealous, which will make it even morefun!''Lol,' I type, reacting to both Chloe's... message and the 'devil' emojishe followed it with.'Rosie'll be especially jealous of all the Angel parties we go to!'Chloe types, making me roll my eyes even as I reply with a 'smiling'emoji. As much as I adore Chloe, sometimes I can't help but wonderwhether her excitement at coming to London is because of me or mycontacts...'Also can't wait to. She still did not say much, of course. Her answer to most questions was still silence. But one day, when Peter summoned the courage to ask who she really was and where she came from, she took him by the hand and led him into the forest. The dark brambles closed behind them and the disquieting stillness of the trees grew more profound. Where Eve walked (barefoot, as always, though the soles of her feet were ever smooth and unblemished) she left no tracks, and Peter imagined his own steps must be. I loved the way it felt. I pulled my hand up and cupped her sex. It was wet and very warm. I explored it with my fingers for a minute or two then I could wait no more. I moved my whole body down between her legs. They slowly spread to accommodate me. I ran my lips up and down her slit. I found the little fold of skin hiding her clit. My tongue went wild. Lip nips and gentle sucks had her wiggling and squirming as she moaned my name over and over. I raised her ass then spread her inner lips with. I wanted to see him again.”“Please,” I begged “leave me be. I can’t do this to my husband!”All he did in response was lean down and kiss me. He was so big and tall, so masculine and powerful. He overwhelmed my senses, and like some romance cliché, I felt the electricity in his kiss. Some force passed between us.“I need you,” he said, “More than any women I have ever known. If it was just on my side, I would let you be, but I feel your body calling to me.”I couldn’t help myself I kissed him.