His words abruptly distracted Amy from gaping at the view, and she blushed, clenching her fists.  "It scares me," she said suddenly, then felt even more flustered.  "I mean... it makes it so easy... so easy to get out of control, and then I feel so helpless.  Not that I'm afraid of you, but... it was really scary," she finished, blushing harder as she thought of what she'd done, and what she'd been willing to do.<br/><br/>"It feels better when someone else touches it, anyway," she muttered, then looked away, afraid he'd think she was begging.  "Um, what else have you read?" she asked quickly, hoping she'd learn something useful.