In many ways, this is surreal and crazy for Edgar too.  And if anything..it only reinforces his whole 'casanova' complex he has going.<br/><br/>He is very attentive..kissing..touching..caressing.  His hands cup Zyntha's body as it's bared to him..and his groaning shows his appreciation.  But this is a coffin motel room..and this isn't a romantic interlude..but a passionate tryst on the side.<br/><br/>Zyntha's legs are parted, and Edgar pushes into her.  (now would be the time he discovers if she is virginal or not)  Hands clutch, and it's lucky the units are sound-proofed as he starts to moan loudy.. thrusting hard and deep.