Chapter 32 : What a Body Wants, part two

The second drive in the rusted out pick up was as quiet as the first, but not nearly as uncomfortable. Amber was not sure what would happen once they arrived at Bernard’s; nor was she sure what she wanted to happen. Part of Amber felt guilty for having agreed to go to his place, like she was perpetrating some sort of betrayal.  She knew it was absurd to feel that way. There was nothing to betray.

 

 

( Caution, Nakedidity ahead... )