<div style="text-align: justify;">Emma felt her body shiver when Len ran his hand over her stomach. Her skin formed a series of goosebumps, and the girll took a deep breath, feeling her muscles tense up a little. She was partly scared and partly enjoying it. <br/><br/>When he said he wouldn't leave her alone, Emma sighed softly, letting the breath she had drawn out of her. "Don't tell me you will and then don't", she muttered softly. Emma's words made clear she wasn't really confident. She was still worried about losing someone who was supposed to help and protect her. Her mother had left her, after all, though she didn't choose to. Her father had chosen to leave his daughter and act like she didn't exist, or at least didn't matter at all. It was hard to believe that a man she had literally barely met would stick around and give her the sense of security she so desperately needed.<br/><br/>As Len pulled away, she allowed him to bring her along. She was scared, her heart beating like crazy, but curious at the same time. Len was the first man to touch her, and Emma was simply allowing herself to feel and enjoy his touches, at the same time feeling a cold fear inside. She wanted to say something, explain what she was feeling or what she wanted him to do, but she feared saying something would start another shouting match.<br/><br/>Unsure about what to say, Emma decided to help Len without saying anything.Placing her hands over his, she basically guided him, tentatively, timidly, allowing him to caress her. It was clear she wasn't really sure about what she was doing, but she was receptive to his touch. Of course, she wouldn't go any further than allowing him to touch her over her clothes. For a girl who had never been touched, and who had been fighting like a wild animal a few moments later, that was enough progress for now.</div>