Sandra nodded almost looking ashamed. "I would prefer that we didn't Fay..." She said slowly. "Even if your scent you have would be as dangerous as you say it doesn't help in the long run. I was thinking... that maybe after a while I might even get used to it, or would be able to ignore it, and that can't happen unless you give me a chance."<br/><br/>She helped Fay inside the living room and lowered the blinds preventing anyone to see inside. She turned to Fay again her face flushed and she looked down in the floor somewhat not trying to meet Fay's eyes.<br/><br/>"I got room enough in my bed... if you like." She so much wanted Fay and Fay could feel how the lure and pull towards Sandra slowly got stronger and stronger for the longer she was with her. It was more than just the physical thing, it was the emotional that she could feel originate from Sandra a sweet and wonderful mix of devotion, lust and... was it love?