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He’d say, “Em, you should have seen the fish jumping in the pond and now there’s a couple of swans that live there.” No one ever called her “Em” except Jonathan, and it surprised her at how natural it felt. She liked the way he said it and would feel a warm ripple go through her that reminded her of how she felt when Jonathan called her that. Walter’s voice resonated in her with a strange vibration that felt comforting but also puzzling. She found herself staring at Walter, trying to understand what it was about him that was captivating her, why she was so eager to see him come into the diner and tell her what he was painting and when he said, “Em,” she felt a chill and goose bumps on her arms. More and more she felt drawn to this older man with his graying hair, and now, rather than being shy with her, he was now exuberant, delighted to tell her what he was painting, occasionally reading her a new poem. They both were sharing more of themselves in the empty diner while Emily filled. But this time she didn't even wait, and just started talking. She said "I'm sorry billy, I got scared. I didn't know what touched me there. I felt your hands on my back, and just got spooked." I couldn't talk. I could barely think. But Ry always knew exactly what to say to ease my mind. I was still mortified. RyRy said "Come on, and relax" and wrapped her arms around me. We laid back on the bed. She laid her head on my chest, propped her knee on my thigh ,and relaxed her arm on my chest. I was still really embarrassed and grabbed the pillow and put it over my face while I had my other arm draped over her back. We laid there for a few minutes until I felt her move a little. She was relaxing, and it felt like she was going to drift off to sleep. Her arm moved, and she started to slide her hand down my chest. "Shhhh" she whispered. I knew where this was going, but couldn't, and quite frankly didn't want to, stop it. She slid her hand under my waistline, and rested it on my dick. Her.
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