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I released her thigh and took her face in both hands, drawing back, and asked her “are you sure, Luce? All I could see was the rest of my life stretching through some kind of desert forever. I think I would have been perfectly happy had that intersection been our parking lot and had we stayed parked there for hours. My timing was perfect. I was amazed, frankly, that I could wait, could continue our intercourse slowly as she wished. I think I would have been perfectly happy had that intersection been our parking lot and had we stayed parked there for hours. More gasps, more pause, until I pulled back and then, almost timidly, pushed back into her, pressing another inch. And what a kiss it was; the soft pressing of her lips to mine, her gentle acceptance of the kiss, her quiet sigh as we broke the kiss and she returned to my shoulder. Lucy is in nursing school and the administrators were incredibly