“No one ever put you at such risk before.”

Jenny lowered her eyes and bit her lip.  “Marina, what are you trying to say to me?”

“I saw a lawyer today.”

Tears gathered in Jenny’s eyes.  Marina quickly reached out and took her face between her hands.  “No, it’s not like that.  I had Joyce draw up a will, and power of attorney.”

“But why?” Jenny’s voice raised in alarm.  “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong.  I am fine.  And I intend to stay fine.  Long enough to grow old with you.  But if¼if something happens¼”

“Don’t say that,” Jenny shook her head firmly, eyes shining in the dark, “Don’t ever say that.”

Marina ignored her.  “If something happens to me, I want there to be no mistake about my intentions toward you and for you.  I don’t have much but what I do have is yours.  Now and always. Including my half-interest in Coffee ‘n Cups.  After all, you paid for it.  With your body, with your¼.”

Jenny kissed her to silence.  “And I would do it again.  And again and again.  Anything for you, my domme.”

“OK, but what happens if I get sick or have an accident, and can’t make decisions for myself?”

“That won’t happen!  I won’t let it,” she answered fiercely.

Marina smiled fondly.  This woman made her heart sing, like no one else ever had.  “Let’s hope not.  But it’s like a condom.  It’s better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it.”

“Ewwwwwwwwww!” Jenny rolled her eyes.

“Oui, I know, wrong analogy.  But you know what I mean.  I don’t want some stranger or some distant relation making those kinds of decisions.  If they have to be made at all, I want the woman I love more than anything in the world to make them.  Because you’ll do right by me.”

“Oh, Marina,” Jenny sighed and leaned into a deep long kiss, sweeping her tongue into Marina’s mouth and savoring the taste.  “Now come on inside.  I’m going to make it impossible for you to think of such things.”

“Oui?” Marina raised one eyebrow.

“Oui!” Jenny nodded emphatically.