"No, Jean-Claude," Asher shakes his head, answering in English.
"It is your desire, not hers," he counters, catching hold of Anita's hands, holding them away from him, unable to bear her touch.
"You would protect me from Musette, and for that I thank you. But I will not have one night in your bed, when I know it will never happen again. You cannot bear to see your men with other men, Anita, we all know this. How will tonight be any different?" To share a bed with Jean-Claude, and not touch him, not fully, is more torture than the status quo.
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Date: 2009-08-18 01:46 pm (UTC)"It is your desire, not hers," he counters, catching hold of Anita's hands, holding them away from him, unable to bear her touch.
"You would protect me from Musette, and for that I thank you. But I will not have one night in your bed, when I know it will never happen again. You cannot bear to see your men with other men, Anita, we all know this. How will tonight be any different?" To share a bed with Jean-Claude, and not touch him, not fully, is more torture than the status quo.