Noelle and I are walking along the street and I’m trying to encourage her to come over to see my place because she’s never seen where I live.  She is not sure at first, saying she needs to get home to her family and invites me to come hang out with her.  When I point out that she’s never seen my home and I’ve visited her several times, she eventually concedes to my enthusiasm and follows me.  We are there and I offer to get her something to eat.  Returning from the kitchen to ask her what she would like to eat, I first see her sitting alone on my narrow bed, looking around as though she were both lost and a little curious.  I go over to her and we lie down, with me spooning her from behind.  She tells me she feels cold and I wrap one arm around her and, with my free hand, rub her back trying to generate some friction and warmth.