Wrong ... about the way he was touching their legs. And I couldn't help but angrily bark, "Get your fucking hands OFF them. And you either tell me who... the FUCK you are or I'm calling the cops." Bennn!" Emma whined. "Relaaaax. He's practically family!" What?" We know the rules," Eden said firmly. "When we're alone in the house, we're not to let in any strangers. But Adam's not a stranger; he's Adrienne's brother!"Holy shit. My eyes flew open and I went rigidly still.A few seconds second later,. When it lay open, exposing my bra and the nakedness of my chest and belly to the cool air, one hand slipped into the waist band of my pants. I leaned back against the wall next to the door, and closed my eyes. ‘He is here,’ I thought to myself. ‘Watching… He sees me.’ I was so wet. I was so excited. I walked over to the bench and stepped across it, a leg on either side. I slid down the bench until my back was against the wall. I arch my back as my fingers touched the swollen bud of my sex, and. I mean, I was turned on big time this morning. But tonight was just, I don't know. And I've never come from having something inside me. But when you slipped your finger in me, I came again. I can't wait to make love to you, Adam. Honestly, I am so torn right now. I want to feel you inside me. But I want our first time to be slow and unhurried, you know." I know perfectly," Adam said. "When you were kissing me, it was all I could do to keep my hands from guiding you downward or lifting my hips. Who you're interviewing."The podcast went longer than normal. An hour and a half all together. Atthe end, Tamsin half smiled and said she'd edit down to an hour. The lookshe gave Esme suggested she didn't relish the prospect.Having decided to go for drinks, Esme followed Zoey and Guy down towardsthe bar. It was a new place that was supposed to do authentic Ethiopian.Esme remembered the little Ethiopian place in Levenshulme, Manchestershe'd visited with a friend. The restaurant was little more.