"No, it's all right," Amy said hastily, then blushed.  She did want more, much more, but she couldn't let herself sound so eager...<br/><br/>"Michael," she said, liking the name.  "Thank you, Michael.  I-- I'm Amy.  Really, I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't been there.  I can't thank you enough..."  She trailed off awkwardly.  There was really only one thing a person could think when a naked young woman talked about thanking a young man, and in spite of what they'd already shared, that seemed almost too much, too soon.