All of a sudden Jessica walks up to me. Jessica is a flirt. But more importantly, Jessica is a Latina flirt. And this, as Liz knows, is my weakness. J...ssica was about Liz’s height, and similarly to Liz, a light skinned Latina with crazy curves. She was not as pretty as Liz, but she made up for that with a slutty reputation for being a fantastic cock sucker. As she approached, she said hi and touched my arm. I immediately looked across the room at Liz and I saw her watching like a hawk. Liz was. Perhaps strangely, I felt like I didn't deserve my life, like I must have cheated somewhere along the way. It was like an echo, just a shadow of a doubt. Like it could all be taken away one day when Johan woke up and finally realised I was still just an 'unsophisticated, average, small-town girl'. Of course, these thoughts were fleeting and I always brushed them away as nonsense.Every day that we've been married, he's told me how much he loves me, and usually more than once. He touches me all. I stared at it, turning it around and around in my fingers. It was kind of irregular and made me think of a walnut meat with sharp edges. Two feet farther down the ravine I spotted another. I searched and searched and I found one more smaller one about the size of a pea.I pondered, now how did the nuggets get here? If it was gold, where did it come from? I crawled up the ravine, now drying in the sun. Near the ridge I could see where an outcropping of a ledge had been worked over by some miner. I needed to step back for a moment.“I know lots of things.”, he said while a mysteriously all knowing Mona Lisa style smile fled across his face. “For example, I know your Mom is gone for the weekend...”, he trailed off, his light blue eyes boring into mine. “I’ve also become pretty good friends with Scott...”. He suddenly pulled away and said, “Let me give you a hand unloading your car.”, reaching for the door handle that was only a few inches behind me. Apparently I was in his way so he.