As he grunted like a bull at her ear, she gnawed at his round shoulder, groaning and swearing through her teeth. She couldn't even recognize her own v...oice; it was so raw and impassioned, in full release, surrendering to buried desires finally bursting forth.Jess scratched her fingernails down the slick, tough hide of his back then dug them into his flesh. She froze, holding her breath, her entire body clenching. With one last, stiff thrust from Waylon, she cried out with a piercing groan. Her. Karl smiled proudly. He waved Anne out next to him. “And now to introduce to you Miss Anne Deeper. The most resilient girl I’ve ever known.” The audience applauded. Anne removed her bra with a flourish, and they applauded louder and cheered.Karl continued. “Behind us the Beast, and here is Beauty. She lived through an experience that no other woman could even imagine. And she was rescued from that peril by a very brave man, and incidentally her future husband, let’s meet him now, Mr. Jack. She accepted, glad for the opportunity to go with the popular student.It was a cheap shot to be sure since Solange was the thorn in Ellen's side. Black haired and chocolate-skinned, with an ambassador for a father, she did not give a damn what the other girls thought of her. She enjoyed her life, and she enjoyed the attention of the young men.Thinking of Ellen as his girl friend, Henry had never dallied with Solange which fact piqued the girl's curiosity. They danced up a storm at the ball and. For you. For her.”“But why?”“You needed her. I WAS her. Now you can move on with your life.”“That’s what you said last night. That was you.”“It was us. Both of us. Birgit and me.”“Did we, well, you know, uhm, I don’t even know the word for it in Swedish!”She giggled, “Yes. Oh my God, it was amazing. All of it. I mean that. She wanted it all. I wanted it all. For her. For you.”“If this was for her and for me, what about you?” I asked.“If we decide it’s right, then it will be for you and me. But.