Maybe it wasn’t such an uncanny ability after all.“Are you touching yourself?” That’s how she’d probably start.“Heather,” I’d warn.“...ou are!” Eyes surely wide with glee.And so on. After somehow getting me to admit it – even if I wasn’t actually doing anything – I’d ask her if she was caressing herself.“Of course not! You said: ‘Nothing naughty over the phone,’” she would explain primly.There was at least one thing that I did have to imagine over the phone: her glance. Without that little. Caitlin could see her breath in the chill room as she poked her ruffled head over the edge of the comforter. She looked around the room. It was still snowing outside, she smiled, she knew her lover would stay with her for a few more days while the blizzard passed. ‘It’s cold.’ She pulled the cover back over her head and snuggled up to him, rather excessively. ‘Mmm, so warm, I don’t want this to end.’ Jason was about half awake. He rubbed her hips beneath the white cotton t-shirt she had nicked. More

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