Swallowing the knot of frustration forming in his throat he shifted in his chair. This desire he had for her, it was just carnal and lust-driven. Ther... was nothing behind it. There couldn’t be. He didn’t even know her. Just wanted her so damn much that he hadn’t stopped aching for her since Saturday. It was Monday now and when he’d gotten into his car to drive to work this morning he’d sworn that her smell still floated in the air. He’d driven with the windows down even though it was raining.. Miss Krystal drove. I sat between Miss Krystal and Harmony on the bench front seat of the official FOSA sedan, seat belt buckled. I may have been naked—in compliance with Program regulations—but I was 'safe' because I had that fabric belt cinched around my waist!I watched Miss Krystal's breasts wobble with the motion of the car. I wasn't staring, honest—but I could see them in my peripheral vision."Hey!" Harmony grumped. "I'm over here!" I thought you didn't like boys," I said in defense.. "She grinned. "After the amount you had to drink last night..."I nodded, sheepishly. Good, let her think it's just the drink. "I'm not used to drinking beer." I'll make some coffee. Breakfast?" No thanks. Coffee's fine." Go and sit outside. I'll bring it out."She was right. The day was pleasantly warm. I sat on an old wooden bench and enjoyed the sunshine. Mary brought out two mugs of coffee and joined me."Did you sleep well?" Not really, I'm afraid." The room?" No, no. The room's fine. It was. Something of his raised voice penetrated her spell and then she felt him giving her a sharp slap. She saw his blue eyes, wide and darkened to a rich hue as she stared into them. ‘I couldn’t die, Michael…’ she whispered to him in a broken voice. Defeated. He clutched her to him then, and rocked her like a baby, murmuring soothing words into her hair and crying for her. ‘I couldn’t die.’ He held her away and looked at her blank eyes and her pale, ghostly face. He smoothed her hair away from her.
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