Chapter Twenty-Two
Hannah had been thinking about what would be a reasonable interval before she should make further advances to Susan. Of course it would be better still if Susan should approach her, but after three days that had not occurred. Hannah was desperate. Her need to have s*x with Susan again, to see her naked, to touch her, on her breasts or between her legs, to kiss her and caress her, was becoming an obsession, so much so that it overcame her natural diffidence. One afternoon she found Susan alone in the coffee shop. “Why don’t we go back to your room?” Hannah said, with a boldness born of desperation.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Susan said with a grin. Why then had she not proposed it herself? There were things about relationships that Hannah still did not understand. Per
