Josephine began to smile just a bit, but didn't have the strength to keep it alive. She was drained at the moment, emotionally and mentally. "Thank goodness... if you e-ever thought of me badly for what happened... I would b-be crushed." She was more or less speaking to herself, her mumbling was so soft and shaky. Her head lay against his chest, her body curled up against his in an effort to comfort her distraught mind. 'I am not a whore... I am in love; but I must not let that love control me, lest I become no better than the dreaded name I have been called... Love and Desire is natural, but seduction is wrong. I cannot allow that to happen again.'