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Laila smiles and nods her head. “Yes...”

Ramji pulls her even closer, “Are you sure?”

She knew what he wanted and what he was really asking her. Every time Ramji looked at her she could see the desire in his eyes, his touch left trails of fire on her skin. It was true she was innocent of a mans touch, but she wasnt a prude. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

With a finger trailing a soft heated touch down Ramji's neck and chest, she nods. “Oh yes, I am absolutely sure.”

“You arent scared... of me... or what will happen?”

Her eyes meet his. “Scared of you? No, never. The only thing that would scare me is that you would not find me... pleasing... or ignorant... and I want to know how to... show you... or...”

Suddenly angry with her inability to explain Laila stomps her foot and mumbles something under her breath in Greek.

Ramji tilts her face up and keeps a hand gently under her chin. “I know you have had to be careful of every thought, every word. You dont have to be that way with me. I would never seek to stifle your thoughts or speech.”

Laila nods and gathers her thoughts. “I trust you, Ramji. I want you to teach me everything, to show me how to love you... as a woman would.”

"Follow your heart, Laila. You are a woman, with a woman's heart. You will know what to do when the time comes."

She smiles softly, and turns her face to kiss the hand gently touching her cheek. Barely above a whisper says, “I am following my heart...”