Will I get that anytime soon? Will my dreams come true? Will they no longer will be dreams, but realities? Its almost five in the morning, and the onl...y thing I can think of is us, together, in bed, like so many nights before. Laying next to each other, skin to skin. You wrapping your arms around me, making me feel loved and safe. Making me feel whole again. Thoughts and images of you come to my mind and before long, I am wet all over again... My pussy is throbbing to be touched by you. I can't. ” He laughed and left the room, going back downstairs.I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach. Here was a man who was openly going to seduce my fianc?and I could do nothing about it.The muffled sounds from downstairs now moved into the living room. The darkness of the room closed in on me again and I closed my eyes. I opened them again, straight away except it wasn’t straight away, it was now 1am. I had to get downstairs to see what was going on.Undetected I crept down the stairs the living. The tempo of my strides that had lulled me before, now teases me. I’m acutely aware of my body: my pounding heart, the sweat from my exertion, the chill breeze over my skin, and the growing dampness between my thighs. I’m aching to touch myself, but hold off. I want to summit, to lie on the sun-baked rocks and truly enjoy this first springtime hike. I pick up my pace, eager to reach my goal but only succeed in increasing the teasing sensations running rampant through my body. My world. A bit of a no-no inpsychiatric history taking.( It was not lost on me that I knew that.)Pointedly though, even if I had coerced him to give me the answer Iwant, I still felt it held some water. The name he volunteered wasclose enough, and even post all his medication and treatment he stillheld strongly onto the belief the encounter happened.I had then proceeded to ask him where he met this lady named Kevin.It had been in the Emergency Department when he was first brought in bypolice. (On a 351.