‘Enough talking,’ he said, suddenly serious yet soft, ‘Lilac, I would see your hair unbound if you are willing.’ ‘Aye.’ Lilac replied simp...ly, with scarlet face and pounding heart. No man had seen her hair unbound since before she knew her prayers by heart. It was the most erotic request she could have imagined, and her belly clenched as she unpinned her braid, brought it around her shoulder and untied the green ribbon. She worked her fingers through the locks, untwisting the tiny plaits at the. ‘Sorry, but it’s time to go.’ His face betrayed his disappointment and I pulled down my shirt and went to the table to gather my things. ‘Could I walk you home?’ his eyes were begging and I thought seriously about it, my mind filling with the possibilities. ‘No, I don’t think I could leave you at the door this time.’ I brushed the side of his face with the back of my hand. ‘See you Friday.’ He gathered his things and left, a pleading look filled his eyes as he walked out the door. It was. " 'Man?'" Oh, shut up."All of a sudden, the doorbell rings. Near-jumping out of my skin, I turnto Jay."Oh...I order pizza," he shrugs."Well, I'm not answering the door." Er..." he scratches the back of his head awkwardly. "That was kind of thepoint..." WHAT?!" Please? The whole point of this was to make you feel as much a woman aspossible. This is all part and partial." The bell rings again."We are going to have a serious chat about this tomorrow," I say, handson hips."You'll need this," he. He could barely make her out in the dim light.Alison sat, leaning against the wall opposite the cell.Bill sat just inside the bars."So what do you eat?" They bring me a bowl for each meal. Usually oatmeal for breakfast. Potatoes or some sort of stew for lunch and dinner." Just oatmeal? Just potatoes?" There's usually cheese and some raisins in the oatmeal." No fruit? No salad? No dessert?"Bill had occasionally seen these things when women or girls were eating when they visited him. Not salad,.