Julian was more insistent last night, telenovela style:

-Dame otra cerveza!
-No! Tienes que manejar.
-Quedo! Quiero quedar contigo!
-No, no lo quiero.
-Puedo tocarte?
-No...
-Acceptame!
-Tu deseo -- lo puedo sentir -- vibrando [pulsing hands] -- me hace nerviosa [hands as barrier].
-Comelo!

For once(!), I am choosing to be with the feelings I have surrounding my interactions with Valic, to learn from them, rather than introducing another set of undoubtedly complicated stuff with Julian, my new Spanish friend (stonemason contracted for repair of National Library entranceway).