It felt weird. XXNX But Marielle had problems. Her head was against my chest and the coldness of her cheek radiated through my shirt. I would have thought it would feel terrible, but to my surprise, I felt a strange sense of closeness. After a short hallway, the living room opened, followed by the bedroom where I had taken her. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my head against her head. I thought that what I was doing now was the greatest sin, and wouldn’t be right and acceptable under any circumstances. A living woman would have cried out in pain, but Marielle didn’t complain. One evening we were once again sitting in my flat watching films, and enjoying wine.
