Will you walk with me, just in case my balance is not right?”“Naturally, as soon as you are dressed. You and I are going to be best friends for ev...er, so we start with being there for each other.” She thought for a moment. “Are you up for the walk to the canteen, or do you want something very simple in our rooms, like a bowl of cereal?”“I need to set myself a target, so I think let’s aim for the canteen. I will be hungry when we get there, if I am not knackered, trying to keep my balance.”“The. Again, I am NOT talking about kinky BDSM shit, but rather anal ****. Truth is, I hate taking it up the ass! It hurts like hell. And, cleverly, Steve uses this as a punishment when I disobey him, which I've long since given up doing. And this is so typically female of me! I have a certain amount of FEAR of my man. But, being a woman, that fear makes me hot! Not knowing what my husband might do to me in the bedroom is SO AROUSING!So I submit, totally, meekly accepting whatever Steve decides to do. “He doesn’t know, and she won’t tell him. She says he must never know ... that she’ll never see her grandbabies ... but that she remembers what it was like to fall in love.”“That’s just ... ridiculous!” said Flossie, sounding worried.“Oh,” said Nathan, crushed. “It’s okay. I know I’m just a kid.”Flossie wrenched her mind away from suspicious thoughts that Marian, despite her kindness, must be up to something. The tone in his voice wailed in her ears.“Nathan, it’s not that. You are a man, a. And because, despite her emotions, she had wanted Jon from the first day she had seen him as well, she had read lack of interest into his actions. Now he was seducing her mind with his words and her body with his hands and mouth. She felt his lips touch hers again and for the first time since this strange encounter began, she believed this wasn’t a dream. The man she had fantasized over, dreamed of, and longed for was driving her crazy with his increasingly insistent fondling of her nipples,.