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Thursday on the course, since he had offered me his room for Friday, I watched every move of his with eager attention. I wanted him so much, physically. I never felt anything like this before, not being a very physical person and of course not having had proper sexual relationships - it was new, wanting only someone's body. That evening, on our usual pub run, we discussed the number of our babies and the possibility of marriage. Things evolved quickly, I should say, and there it was, Friday afternoon, me standing in his room, he was waiting for me - in bed.
I felt awkward, but not unpleasant, had a shower and laid down next to him. Nothing. I waited. Nothing, just the sound of drilling from the street, with us turning between the sheets, always changing our positions in the bed. And he didnt make a move. Nor did I.
We tossed and turned for about three hours, than he suggested a walk in the park.