“John, come on,” she begged, “be open with me. I need you to do that.”He clearly did not want to say it, but she gazed at him until he shrugged and spoke.“I heard, ‘thanks’, then you disconnected,” he said, and let it lie.She wondered for a moment and then got it.“Yes, I understand,” she admitted. “No farewell words of love.”He nodded, but he knew she would see he was not asking for an explanation. He had acceded to her demand to be open, and no more. However, she could not leave it there, she felt she owed it to him.“When I said thanks, I waited for him to say something. He disconnected first.”She shrugged.John nodded and that was the end of it.The day before she left was Sunday and after Mass they cooked a Sunday lunch together as they had become accustomed to doing, enjoying it as a couple. In the afternoon Catherine and then Clare came to visit, having heard that Claire was going home the next day. They stayed for afternoon tea.Ellen rang in the evening.“Sister darling,” she said. ” As he stroked her thigh and held his face next to her, waiting for an answer, the only response he received was her tongue sliding from his jaw to his ear.Lee sat back up and smirked. She obviously was enjoying this “game” that was going on. He wanted to see how far he could take it. But first, he had to build up her anticipation and tease her. She needed to know he was in charge. He began to ask questions in an inquisitive tone as if he was truly going to write a report. “What is your name, young lady? You know, for the report? Don’t try anything, because I won’t let you get away with it.”He reached to his left, picking up a pen and pretending to write. Looking back at her, he could tell she was not going to answer. No way would he let her have the power. The sight of her sitting in the chair, arms trapped behind her and chest pointed outward was distracting him. He wanted so badly to just tear her dress off and have his way with her right then. But that would be giving up his.
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