I shiver at his touch. The warmth slowly creeping into my cold skin. He keeps his hand on my thigh and a jolt goes through me, even excites me a little. That's all I ask for is his hand to stay there but he moves it too fast for it to be comfort. So I pull him into a hug and he hugs me back. My worries melt away till he leaves again. Can't I get at least some comfort? I need to be held and be...