“It was… wow…”, Dana smiled and sighed calmly in response to my long awaited question. The look on her face said a lot about the ongoing struggle to locate the most perfect words or phrases to describe everything she had experienced the night before. She was more than fulfilled, for the first time in a long time, her excitement was much more than mine. “…it was soft and gentle, birthing sighs, moans and groans.”, she explained. She also reported that it had entirely been her courage and his willingness, just so I could register the emphatic pride about her courage.
“Naughty, naughty girl.”, I teased with grave excitement.
“You permitted…”, she defended, waving her hands in the air before covering her eyes with them.
“Wait, did I? When?”, I asked, confused then she reminded me about the
