““From WIP 'Behind The Fan' *** “Come with me.” His warm breath caresses her ear, giving her a delicious tingle. This seduction is no accident. “Baby we can be anywhere; we’ll start a new life. Dottie, all I need is you.” She opens her eyes, he turns when he feels the flutter of her lashes. She expects another plea instead; he kisses her. Soft and slow his lips pulling her down deeper into a sweet chasm. This assault on her proprieties will be slow and subdued. He has after all proven that he is a patient man. Those musicians’ finger will first trail on the column of her neck. The touch is soft but deliberate. Do the top buttons of her blouse come undone on their own accord or has he banished them? She is never sure but before she can register the affect, he lightly strokes the swell of her breast. It is sinful; despite her confessions to the priest regarding this weakness, she is never stronger. Her body willingly betrays her; she will roam her hands down his back, beyond the tapered waist to the hard orbs. She knows that she is no innocent; she revels in his plea for her touch. Convinced that she is going to hell she wished she cared for her soul. “Honey leap with me, we will land safely I promise you.” “Oh God, Nicky you know it is never this simple.” Nick leans back far enough to bore into her eyes; staring to the depth of her soul. She prays he will stay but knows her appeal is futile. He feels colder already, it doesn’t matter how she tries to hold on he is already leaving; leaving her behind. ***””