Chapter Two – Questions and Answers:

After swinging by the old campsite to pick up some blankets, lamps and toiletries Tarzan soon found a good nesting spot near some fruit trees and a small clear pool. He nodded to the gorilla troop that he had made his decision and they quickly busied themselves with building plush nests for the night.

Tarzan then decided to give Jane and Archimedes a quick rundown of the basics before sundown. He showed them a plant whose sap would protect their skin from the sun as well as repel biting insects. He then told them the best place and method of going to the toilet and how to clean up afterwards.

After that he nimbly climbed into a tree with his rock knife and came down with a veritable feast of fruit for them to eat. Once they finished eating their dinner, he demonstrated to Jane and Archimedes on how to build a nest, showing them which leaves made the most comfortable nest.

"Well Tarzan my boy, this is certainly very cosy," Archimedes smiled as he settled down his finished nest, "I think though I am going to have an early night. It's getting dark and it has been a long day."

"Fair enough, see you in the morning Professor."

"Good night Tarzan."

"Night night Daddy," Jane smiled as she spread a blanket over her father's legs to keep him warm, "see you in the morning."

Tarzan watched with great interest as Jane did the same thing with her lips that she did with his but on her father's cheek.

"Sweet dreams Janey-Jane," Archimedes smiled and did the same action back but on Jane's forehead. Tarzan was confused this behaviour and wanted to know more, so many questions forming in his mind. Once Archimedes settled down the young couple retreated away from the family to build their own nests, not only so that they wouldn't disturb the sleeping gorillas but also so that they would have a little more privacy.

"Jane… was that when your lips touched mine?" Tarzan asked once they started making their nests.

"Oh... um that was er... a kiss," Jane stammered, her cheeks flushing a little, "kiss spelt k, i, s, s, kiss the noun and kissing the verb."

"Do all humans kiss each other?"

"There are different types of kisses," Jane tried to explain as simply as she could. "A kiss can be used as an affectionate greeting to friends and family so like kissing someone's hand, cheek or forehead. For example Daddy kisses me on the forehead or cheek a lot."

"But you did not kiss me on the cheek," Tarzan replied, his green eyes solely looking at her and Jane couldn't help but look down as his gaze felt almost like it was boring into her. His eyes were so intense and focused that it was a little unnerving as well as exciting.

"Yes," she regained her composure and looked back up, "men and women kiss each other on the lips when they are in love."

"Are there different types of love too?"

"Yes, there are. There is the love for your parents, love for siblings, family, friends and your home … and the love you have for that one, one spec, special person who means the absolute worl, world to you, who you love with all your heart, your sou, soul -" Jane trailed off and blushed both in shyness and in frustration in trying to explain the best way possible to him without causing further confusion. But Tarzan took this in and nodded slowly and it seemed to Jane that he understood what she was trying to say.

"Do you…love me like that?" he asked somewhat cautiously. Jane felt herself weaken and couldn't help falling in love with him a little more.

"Yes," her voice was a little timid, "yes I do. I stayed because I do."

"I love you in that way too," Tarzan replied, his lips lifting into an ecstatic smile, "I love you Jane." He held out his hand just as they did when they first met and Jane placed her palm against his, her long elegant fingers slightly trembling.

"I love you too Tarzan." Tarzan's fingers curled down and gently grasped the back of her hand and Jane did the same, their fingers entwined as he leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Jane was glad that she was kneeling down, as she knew her legs would have completely buckled if she had been standing. When they finally parted Tarzan smiled and was captivated by the dreamy look on Jane's face. He could easily see that this was a good look, a good sign.

He really liked this kissing, Jane's lips were so soft and sweet tasting that he felt like he could do this with her forever. He had never felt so happy in his whole life, knowing that she felt the same way about him as he did about her. She was now his mate, his alpha female, his one special person. She was so wonderful, so beautiful, so memorising. Tarzan felt his heart beat faster; the blood and hormones began to surge through his body as he became more and more aroused.

He leaned in to kiss her again but this a time a lot more aggressively, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in; the fire inside him burning stronger and stronger as his lips passionately caressed hers. This feeling inside him, the way his body was responding felt like nothing he had ever experienced before and he didn't want it to stop.

"I think we'd best get some sleep," Jane suddenly stopped kissing him and gently slipped out of his grasp, "we have a long day ahead of us." Her face was flushed and a little nervous but she managed to make a calm smile.

"Err yes," Tarzan was confused by Jane's sudden change in behaviour. It seemed like she was enjoying it so why did she want to stop? Did he do something wrong? "Here," he gestured to Jane his finished nest, "you take mine and I will finish building this one."

"Oh it's alright I'll finish making mine."

"No I insist, please," Tarzan replied and Jane nodded, avoiding his gaze. As they laid down in their separate nests, Tarzan couldn't sleep. He kept replaying that kiss over and over in his head, wondering what he did to frighten her. "Maybe I was too aggressive?" he thought as he laid on his back and looked over to Jane who was curled up asleep, her back to him. "I hope I haven't ruined it," he worried to himself before eventually deciding to close his eyes.

Unbeknownst to him, Jane was not asleep either. She couldn't stop thinking about the kiss too, how wonderful and exciting it was! She had no idea that Tarzan could be so passionate! But then she had felt his strong hands grab at her waist, hips, her breasts and… his manhood starting to rise under his loincloth. "Why did you pull away!" she cursed herself, "You have ruined everything now Jane Catherine Porter! Why did you did pull away!"

But Jane knew why she pulled away. It was not only the strict morals and sensibilities that had been drummed into her ever since she was a little girl that held her back, it was her past too. Long ago she had made a terrible, terrible mistake back when she was a young, foolish girl. A foolish girl that dared to play with fire and ended up badly burnt.

Something inside her, a deep lingering pain, an old yet not fully healed scar stopped her from giving herself entirely to him even though she wanted to more than anything else. "I hope I haven't crushed his ego too much," she thought to herself, "I swear that I will not pull away next time. This is a new life; a new start and Tarzan will not hurt me. He loves me. He truly loves me. He will not hurt me; he will not break my heart. He is completely different from - " She stopped herself, not daring to finish the sentence. She turned over and saw that Tarzan was now fast asleep and snoring gently. She closed her eyes and promised herself that tomorrow was a new day and a new start.