Alfred would recognize the telltale noises coming from Erica.  She was barely holding on, ready to climax, only her concentration on Cassidy holding her back. As he added the fourth finger, shereached again as her back arched and she cried out, finally overcome. She brushed Alfred's hair out of his eyes as she came, spasming beneath him. "Jesus...."  As her body released she smiled at him, her face flushed with pleasure. "I should have you do that more often.  She brought his head to hers and kissed him, licking her own juices off his mouth. She lay back against the couch, tired already, though the sun was still hours away. She turned her gaze to Cassidy, guilt and sadness in her eyes.<br/><br/>"Cassidy...I'm. I'm sorry."