..I could only kiss her sweet lips over and over again and she could read in my eyes my emotion. Jane's chaffing remark that no one but myself would e...ver win Lucy flashed through my brain-and an overwhelming desire to reward in the one and only right way Lucy's love and trust, as evidenced by the wonderful sacrifice of her virginity that she was willing to make, surged through me.I held her to me more closely than ever, and looking straight into her loving eyes I said softly, 'Darling, you. Not only that, this company was in some hick town where the bars were full of women missing teeth and needing showers. So this is the situation we find our hero in: lonely, slightly chafed and horny as fuck.It was Monday. J did not have to be at the theatre at all today. He had been out late with some of the cast and crew so he was sleeping in. It was noon or so and he had just woken up from a very graphic sexual fantasy and found himself the proud owner of a raging hard on. Having nothing. ‘Ah yes. I was about to kiss you.’Again I froze in fright. My heart almost stopped as she leaned in and kissed my lips. So soft, so tender, her tongue danced inside my mouth and her lips wandered around mine. Her hand cupped my cheek as we went.She released my face and sat back. Looking straight into my eyes. I was lost, captivated. I was hers‘Are you ok?’ she asked? Her voice was soft and tender.I managed a nod.‘More’ is all I uttered.She slid off the lounge kneeling between my legs. I sat up.. So if you say it, mean it."She looks at him. She looks at Lana. The look the younger woman is giving is a little complex. She seems to be saying 'Go for it. It's worth it.' but there was also a little bit of challenge. He really did take it seriously and could be nasty about it. Lana had only heard him really describe how having that word used badly could anger him. It was like seeing another person for a moment. She no desire to actually experience his anger. His other emotions were much more.