"Amy, you okay?" Ed asked, snapping her out of her reverie. "What are you thinking about, Sweetie?"

Amy suddenly climbed off of him and stood. Ed resignedly realized that she was unwilling to go through with this. It was a shame, because he knew she needed it. He just hoped that she wouldn't tell anyone, especially Johnny. That surely would ruin their relationship. He wouldn't try to stop her, though... Then he realized that she had unsnapped her pants and was wrestling them down her long legs. She sat on the edge of the bed to pull them off her feet, then climbed back into his arms, nuzzling her face...