Neville said, “I understand, and I’ll help you have a more normal life. However, you’re afraid right now, and there are rules about taking advantage of girls who are emotionally upset.”
“You won’t take your clothes off?”
“Yes, but I’m going to put limits on how much we can do.” He kissed her very hard. She was too surprised to respond. “I’m not going to do something that makes you hate me or distrust me tomorrow morning. We’ll change the way we feel about each other, but stop short of actual intercourse. Do you understand?”
“You like me don’t you.”
“Yes. When you’re not keeping your guard up, you’re a very nice person.”
“That’s not what I mean. You feel arousal when you look at me. I can tell. Do you want me?”
“Of course. You’ve very beautiful.”
This brought on another round of crying. She crawled into his arms and bawled like a two year old whose ice cream cone just fell into the gutter. He held her until the storm past. She said, “Thank you. You’re very patient. It’s just that... Well, nobody likes me. Everyone’s afraid of me. I’m such a grumpy, horrible woman that they should dislike me. I never say anything nice, and I criticize everyone around me.” She looked in his eyes. “We’re still dressed.”
“Would you mind if I undressed you? I think you’d enjoy it.”
“Will you be nice to me?”
“Yes. I will.”
She stood up quickly. She said, “Please?”
Neville unbuttoned her blouse halfway and slipped his hand inside. He caressed her shoulders and neck. She moaned and said, “That feels so good. No one ever touches me.” She dropped her head down on his shoulder and put her hand on his to guide him to those places that needed attention.
Neville asked, “Shall we do something more intimate?”
“What did you have in mind?” Her voice was soft and a little afraid.
“I thought it might feel good if I touched your breasts.”
“You mean my boobs?”
“No, your breasts.”
“Oh, my breasts. I think I’d like that very much.”
He finished unbuttoning her blouse and helped her out of it. She wore a very expensive bra with lace. She reached around her back and unfastened it. She dropped it on the floor.
Neville held the flashlight to the side and turned it on. She sniffed, “What do you think of me? Am I good enough for you?”
Neville may have been a man of the world. He may have traveled extensively and met other women. The sight of Madison’s bare breasts stunned him. She pounded on his back. “Breathe, Neville. Don’t hold your breath.”
Neville let his breath out and sucked in another. “It surprised me. You’re so beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She held her breasts out, offering them to him. ”They’re very soft, like pillows, and their skin is nice and smooth.” She held his hand against her left breast. He purposefully took a deep breath and let it out. “Amazing.” He withdrew his hand and put it behind her neck. He brought her to his lips and kissed her with intensity. She kept her eyes open. He saw the part of her that she guarded so zealously. Her emotions were naked and vulnerable. He kissed her again. “What are you wearing right now?”
She took a quick mental inventory. “I don’t have my blouse or bra any more. Just shoes, panties and a skirt.”
“Take your shoes and panties off. You’ll seem more naked in just a skirt somehow. I’ll take off everything but my shorts.”
It took less than thirty seconds. Madison only had to kick off her shoes and slide her panties down her legs, but she took longer than Neville, who had to remove his tie, shirt, pants, shoes and socks.
She suddenly became shy. She put her hands over her breasts and asked, “What now?”
“We’re going to change our relationship. We’re going to do it by touching each other with as much of our skin as possible and by doing it for as long as possible. We’ll have to treat each other warmly.” He threw back the coverlet on the cot and lay down on his back. He opened his arms. Madison lay down on top of him. She smoothed her skirt down over her legs.
She put her nose and mouth in the hollow of his neck and wiggled a little to get as close as she could. She murmured, “I like this. I feel warm and loved. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this before.” She breathed slowly and completely.
In a few minutes, she said, “I just thought of something. You were right. Having my skirt on without any panties underneath feels wonderfully naughty.” She let her voice drop to just a whisper in his ear. “But I’m in danger. You threaten me. I’m small and fragile. You’re big and powerful. You could reach between my legs just by pulling my skirt up just a little. I couldn’t stop you. You’re so big and strong. I’d want to keep my legs closed, but I couldn’t. You’d just push them apart.”