-One hour later-

-Jolene's POV-
Louise wasn't kidding when she said she was leaving soon. She and Judy are waiting for a cab to take them to the train station.
Norman is inside the house while us three are on the porch.
"Are you sure you're going to be ok, Jo?'' Louise asks for about the one hundredth time.
"Yeah, I will. I promise. I wouldn't tell you if I wasnt sure."
She nods, swaying back and forth with Judy propped on her hip, fast asleep.
After a few minutes, their cab pulls up. I stand up and grab her bags, following her.
Once i load them into the trunk I pull her in for a hug. "I love you Lou. Thank you again. So much."
She pulls away, smiling. "I love you too. Remember everything I do is out of love for you Jo."
I nod as she gets into the cab, careful not to wake Judy.
They back out and pull on to the road, soon out of sight.

I go back in the house and over to the couch where Norman is now sleeping.
"Hey," I gently shake him "You ready to go home?"
His eyes flutter open and he nods, sitting up and stretching.
"Yes, I am. Are you?"
I nod, grabbing his wrist and helping him get to his feet. "I bet you're ready to get in your bed again huh?"
He shakes his head. "I'm gonna stay in the motel for a few nights. Just to clear my head."
I grab the keys off the counter as we head out the back door to my car. "Are you sure?"
He nods as we both open our doors, getting in the car. "Yeah, I think Mother and I need some time apart."
I freeze. "Oh? She's been talking to you lately huh?"
He nods, laying his head against the window.
He clearly wants me to let it go, so I do.

Sometime later we pull up to the familiar place. I hear Norman sigh to himself.
"Well, let's get out." I say, getting out of the car. He does the same and goes into the office, grabbing a room key to unlock room one, where he would be sleeping for the night. He unlocks the door and I follow him in.
"Hey, do you want me to get you some clothes from the house to change in to?"
He nods. I stand up, leaving the room to make my way to the house.
Once I get in there I go to his room upstairs and open the dresser. I grab socks and underwear, then a button up shirt, slacks, and dress shoes from the closet.
I go over everything once more to make sure I haven't missed anything, then leave the room to go back down to the motel.

Once I'm back down there, I open the door to see him sitting on the foot of the bed. He examines the stack of clothes.
"Are those good to put on tomorrow" He nods.
"I'll just sleep in this," he says, referring to his cotton institution uniform.
I smile, taking his place on the foot of the bed as an awkward silence fills the air.
"Norman," I start "you know I had nothing to do with you being taken this last time, right?"
He shrugs. "I figured it out. I don't see why you would. Mother isn't too happy with you, though."
I sigh. "Norman," He turns to me. "Nevermind." I play with my hands.
He leans against the dresser in front of the bed.
More silence.
I stand up, walking over to him. I wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head against him.
He wraps his arm around my shoulders. This probably looks ridiculous. He's around 6'2 and I'm 5'4.
I don't care though.

I look up at him and pull him down to me, pressing my lips against his. His lips fumble awkwardly against mine, though we've done this before.
After a minute he pulls away. I try to pull him back in but he resists my urge. "I, uh, I need to take a shower. You should go on up to bed."
Nodding, I turn away as he steps into the bathroom.
Something about that kiss felt different. I've kissed Norman before, but it was nothing like that.
I try to shake my thoughts as I go up to the house to get ready for bed.

-10 minutes later-
Tossing and turning, I can't get Norman off my mind.
The more I try to go to sleep, the more he pops in to my mind.

After a few more attempts, I can't take it anymore. Throwing the covers back, I get up and start running to room one.
I reach the door and sling it open. Norman is just coming out of the bathroom, a towel around his hips. He quickly looks over at me.
"Jo-"
"Norman." I cut him off, stepping closer to him.
"Are you ok?"
I shake my head. "I need you."
He furrows his eyebrows as I bring him down to me again, pushing my lips against his. I rub my hands on his shoulders, bringing them to his back as I deepen the kiss.
My stomach is in knots. I haven't felt this way in a long time. I want him. I need him.
He pulls away. "Jolene, I've never done anything like this before." he admits.
I half laugh. "Well, do you want to?"
He nods.
"Then just follow my lead."
He nods again, and I can tell how nervous he is.
"Ok, what do I do?"
"Uh," I think for a second. "drop your towel and get on the bed. Sit against the headboard."
He hesitates.
"Norman, you don't have anything to worry about. You want to do this, right?"
He nods. "Yes, I do. I really do."
"Well, I can't make love to you with a towel around your waist." I put my hands on my hips.
He drops his towel. I look up and down his body, blushing. "Norman, y-..you have a very nice body."
He slightly smiles before going to the top of the bed and sitting against the headboard.
I grab the bottom of my nightie, pulling it over my head. His eyes go to my breasts and he is already erect.
Sliding my panties down, I go up to where he is and sit beside him, facing him.
"Are you ready?" I ask
He slowly nods.
"Calm down, it's gonna be ok." I reassure him, pulling him in for another kiss.
His face would tell you he's embarrassed, but if you saw the lower half of him you'd know he's eager.

I climb over him so that I'm hovering over him, and slowly lower down on to him. I throw my head back in pleasure, and he closes his eyes in what I assume is pleasure.
It takes a minute to adjust to him. He isn't exactly small, and it's been a while since I've felt this.
I start to roll my hips rhythmically against his. He moans loudly and I smirk down at him, picking up the pace.
He grunts and I guide his hands to my hips, where he squeezes his fingers deep into them.
I reach up and grab my breasts, and begin to knead and massage them, which is something Richard would normally do to me, but I wont hold Norman to that.
Once I feel myself getting closer, I begin to moan. I assume he's close too, since his grunts have gotten louder.
"Oh, Jolene," he squeezes my hips tighter. I quicken the movements of my hips, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.
He squeezes his eyes shut and I feel his warm come fill me, immediately followed by a wave of pure bliss.
Throwing my head back and moaning, I ride my orgasm out as I still thrust against him.
He moans once more as he comes off his high and i slow down my pace.
He looks up at me with lust in his eyes as i lift myself off of him, grabbing the towel he dropped at the end of the bed to wipe between my legs.

Neither of us say a word as we both climb under the covers to go to bed.
I cuddle into his chest, listening to his heart beat.
He rubs my arm up and down, until I fall asleep.