Blog Blogger: SEE HER SQUIRT walk was much like the second. I was certain, now, that she dressed in such a manner for my benefit, and I sensed something else. I felt a bond growing between us. Perhaps it was only the temporary bond between two people of like mind or perhaps it was more. No, I thought, that is a bond of which I could only dream. Still, if only...
All too soon, she turned to go back to her conference room of stale air and empty words, back to the life she had chosen, and away from me. I struggled with myself. Should I dare to risk the rejection of one so wonderful, or should I be content to have known her for a few short, but exquisite, hours?
