She sits still, gazing out the window lost in her own head. She silently questions herself if what she's wanting is to much for him to bare. How and why would any man be willing to do this, Participate, and watch this be done to a woman he cares for. Her eyes well up, and tears glide down her flushed skin. Trying to hold back her emotion. She does not want him to confuse these tears for fear. It's a cry for her to be tested, Challenged and broken down only to be made stronger. It's her peace, her safe place. She turned to look at him... He's watching her closely, she sees fear in his eyes, but that moment she looks at him with begging eyes he knows that this is the only way she can feel free and empowered. He smiles timidly at her. Chokes down a breath before he speaks. "you are a breath of fresh air and I want you to be happy in every way shape and form possible. If this is what you want, than this is what you will get my love."
