"uhhmmm. uhm. uhmm..." That is how their conversation started.

She listened intently to the voice. Not sure how to read it. Taking the chance to believe he would honour his appointment.

Scarily feeling she had been taken for a fool when it was 5mins over his time requested.

A message to him " u close?"

His call, stuttering.." I am here. Promise. Just got a little lost"

She chose to believe him.

He pitched 15mins late.

She made provision for her followup appointment asking for 15mins grace time.

The minute he walked through her door, a man slightly shorter than her, a bag of nerves, flitting like a butterfly, wanting to hug her and then not, ....he captured her heart.

It was not love. It was a soft instant connect to this man who wished to experience 'something' yet, not really sure what he wanted or was in for.

She stepped into his safe zone and held him close and fell deeper in love with his uncertainty as she felt him sigh and allow his body to melt into hers. What a sin it would be to make him fall in love with all she offered

She took his face in her hands and kissed his lips softly, to linger on their bearded softness.

"Go shower and then come be mine."

"Will u shower with me?

"This time round i shall not but, i shall come dry u off."

She dried him off. she kissed him. she ate him...he moaned and begged and lost his stutter.

...it became a sin.

RB.