Eva was struggling with her breath as she waited in anticipation for Kate’s response. When she saw that Kate was still shocked at her moves she was forced to ask:

“What do you have to say, baby girl?” she asked and the cold fingers of Kate she had been holding became warm and sweating profusely. Kate unlocked her fingers from hers and a fresh kind of wind blew and they became chilled and dried once again.

“I…” Kate stuttered, fondling her fingers shyly, “I need to ...