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He was fairly certain she would trail off again if this continued.

”Madeline… You are doing it again I think” Fredric said a bit concerned.

“Oh… Right, sorry.” She distanced her self reluctantly.

“How about we spend the day talking with each other, there is so much we don’t know. I don’t think our way is the usual way to get intimate.” Said Fredric, as he went towards the living room, putting a caring hand on her shoulder as he past.

“That would be great!” Madeline exclaimed and started heading towards her dress as Fredric passed. Happy to let the too long hug past her.

The two spent the day talking. Fredric making his solitude without his family clear, trying hard to not make it sound depressing. Expressing how happy he is to have some one to talk to. While Madeline explained how she came to town from a neighboring province to study, but stayed for the job a couple of years ago. Her family there for her but at a far distance.

Fredric could notice as the day went on that Madeline would lose her concentration more and more. It did not take much to snap her out of it and get a shy smile in return. The conversation naturally went towards the app in the end, with guesses on what it could mean, if magic or whatever could be real, why he had it and no one else did. Lots of questions but very few answers.

After they finished their dinner together and sat down in the living room as the day was drawing to a conclusion with the two much closer than before on a personal level. Both a got bolder with talking to each other, not as afraid as before, but Madeline seemed to have gained most.

“So, when are you heading home, you mentioned that you have work tomorrow” Fredric wondered as it was time to head to bed.

“Oh, I can head there tomorrow morning and grab my stuff” Madeline had been inching closer the entire evening and now gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Sure, but it is not the biggest bed, I am not certain you will sleep well.” He said, scratching his neck, seeing Madeline undeterred heading towards the bedroom.

“I’ll just sleep on top of you again” She winked and disappeared into the bedroom, leaving Fredric unsure if she was joking or not.

Fredric rose wondering if the sofa would be his refuge if he could not sleep, it was long enough for him but probably not Madeline. But he headed towards the bed room anyway.

Both tucked in looking at each other without saying a word, but Madeline broke the silence as she crept her hand to his.

“Can I ask you something?” she said, hesitating to continue without waiting for him.

“Sure” he replied

“Be honest now, I will not take offense either, I promise. What is your kind of woman?” she said, fiddling with her fingers.

“I…” Knowing fully well what kind of trap this could be Fredric hesitated.

“Honestly… I guess I like what most guys like, BUT. That is not to say that I do not like less, it is not as simple as that. You know that, you have the evidence of that.” he said, hoping it would be the end of it. But before he could respond with a question of his own to steer away from these dangerous waters Madeline asked again.

“So. Are you a boob or a butt guy?” she asked shortly.

“Can I answer both?” Fredric tried.

“Look, before I met you, my ideal guy was just as tall as me or taller, wide shoulders, just as well built as me or more. You could also say I was the ordinary girl in my expectations, but now, I am not so sure anymore. You turn me on and you aren’t really that.” she took her free hand and caressed it against his chest gently.

“Well, I was not sure I would like some one this much taller than me to be honest, but I am sure I do know.” Fredric tried

“You are avoiding the question.” Madeline leaned in on top of him, took either hand in hers and guided one to cusp one of her B+ breasts and the other to her butt.

“What do you prefer” she asked slyly

“BOTH, PROMISE, it is not as simple as either or!” he exclaimed

“But we can change that now can’t we?” she responded with a wry smile, and took the hand holding his hand to her butt to start tugging down his underwear. Her mind seemingly having only one track at the moment.

“I promise, I don’t think I like either or more or less, I like the female figure you know, if you gonna be like that, I’ll have you know I also like thick thighs and wide hips. But it does not determine who I chose to be with or if you make me horny or not. So do not try to guilt trip me!” He tried to explain as she removed his boxers and hoisted herself to straddle him.

“I was also of the conviction that everyone is fine just as they are and that I should be ashamed of idealizing, but that was when things could not change easily, now when we can just do this-” she said as she guided his semi-limp member into her, as on queue it hardened inside. “-and I like this” she said with a sigh closing her eyes.