For some reason I followed him into a taxi, seemingly mesmerized by both his voice and intelligence. He appeared to have the capability to soothe over every one of my many concerns by telling me what I had so longed to hear a man say to me.
"You've dreamt about me for some time, haven't you?"
I think I nodded, for I certainly wasn't capable of making a coherent reply.
"I will show you what you are inside, and make you feel what you're capable of feeling, because you know there's so much inside, don't you? You know there's so much more..."
I nodded again and for the first time felt his fingertips sliding up my thigh. Did I grab his hand and stop him? No, I glanced at the driver, saw that he was concentrating on the road and allowed Klaus's hand to roam upward, almost petting me as if I
