He watched her, but made no move. Kissing his palm again, then biting him very softly on the soft mound of flesh beneath his thumb, she laid his hand down on the bed and tied the other end of the tie to the bedpost. Then, she took both hands and caressed his arm, softly, all the way down to his shoulder, past it, over his nipple and down his side. He wiggled and gasped, but made no other sound. She got up, taking the rest of the ties with her, and walked around the end of the bed to the other side. His eyes followed her outline in the dimly lit bedroom. She sat down beside him on the other side, and traced his cheek lightly with her hand, then brushed his hair back, allowing her fingers to slip down and circle his ear, very gently. He turned his head to the side, trapping her hand between his ear and his shoulder. She smiled. Picking up his right hand, she traced the lines on the palm with a gentle finger, then her tongue. She took each of his fingers in turn into her mouth and. Am I breaking your heart?’ she asked. She spoke without pretensions, a mild mix of amusement, concern and surprise on her face. I spoke quickly, ‘I mean, uh, we don’t see each other for years and then we finally get together just so you can tell me that I’ll probably never see you again. I’ll miss you.’ I over-stated my point, ‘Anyone who knows you would miss you.’ Amelia lowered her head, burying chin and mouth underneath her scarf. She frowned. ‘But, I mean,’ I was tripping over my thoughts now, ‘We can still email of course. I just mean…well, you were the first person I ever got to hire on my own. I don’t know.’ She was still quiet, shuffling her feet. I smiled and waved my hands in exaggerated circles, ‘You know me, too sentimental for my own good! My workers are growing up and moving away. It’s sad.’ It was kind of sad. I had hired so many young faces over the years. I replaced so many. Their faces often just blended together. Not Amelia’s, though. Lost in thought again, I.
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