Mickey, Cherry, Chad and I went to our local mall for a girlsday out. You know shopping, flirting, shopping and lunch. GuysI may have told you this be...ore, but lunch for the girls isspecial. It's when we solve all the world's problems. Its whenwe explore current events. It's the time we argue politics,religion, and the meaning of life. Oh yeah it's also when wetalk about guys.Today it was: what do you want from us. No sweety not just beingbetween your legs or you being between ours, but things. Even though she tried to relieve herself in the shower or tub these last few weeks, she grew only more frustrated.In the hotel lobby were the usual groups of reporters and Congratulation baskets and bouquets. And as usual, she had them sent to her room. Her lonely nightly routine had become reading the notes from the gifts. As she was reading the notes, the phone from the lobby rang. Upon answering it, she was informed that another rather large bouquet had arrived for her. "Send it up" she told. " I bet I won't," she whispered and got up from the table.Jason followed her to the buffet and loaded up a plate of pizza slices. Di got some pizza and salad.There were four high school girls at a table watching them and whispering to each other. Jason instantly dismissed them before heading back to the table where Di was already seated. She had an irritated look on her face as she stabbed her salad."I didn't mean to piss you off by bringing up school," Jason said as he guessed at the cause of. She had missed David intensively for the first year, but when it became apparent he was returning she had moved him from her mind. On occasion he would reappear, and she would wonder what happened to him, but then her mind would close and the memory, the painful memory of his standing before her in her under clothes would jar her back to reality. "Sarah," William said as he entered her office and sat down in front of her desk, "you did a great job on the media presentation today." "I am.