...just let me hold you....."Silence"I think our time as lovers is at its end." I have a letter from Rachel. In the envelope, she has a letter for you........you need to read it: Slikie took the envelope from Denis and opened it:"Hey Syl...I'm back in L.A. ... I got some bad news yesterday.....I've got cancer! Yeah, fucking breast cancer. Cancer all over. I've been feeling so tired, you know after we got together with Denis that lovely night, I slept for about three days...I mean the sex was. He was very glad to see that Karena was fast bringing Miralda to her fourth climax. Her haunches were squirming and she was uttering little squeaking sounds, ever higher and higher pitched. Her eyes were closed, her lips were parted. She must be coming any second ... She was! Leo saw the hand go up and, with a sudden frenzy of thrusting, unleashed himself into a jerking-twisting Karena. Oh lovely... lovely... lovely! You couldn’t beat a tight six-teen year old. A real little wriggling beauty.. How such a small girl can carry that trophy around... Robert would give much to bury his face between them.There was more to Lynne, though, he had learned, and they'd clicked, sharing a wicked sense of humor. He'd been impressed by her drive and energy and quick assimilation of new events, and he felt himself responding to her, almost in spite of his resolution to not lead the girl on.It was extremely unlikely either de Puniet or Bertrand-Avigny would return to L'Etats-Unis unless Lockheed. I told him we were seeing each other.”Roxie grabbed Cal’s sleeve again.“What did he say?”“At first it was a concern, but then we decided that hiding it—especially the trip to Maine—would be worse if it was found out. And it’s almost inevitable that someone will find out. We decided that the simple way is the best. We’ll just play it straight. We don’t have to throw it in anyone’s face, but we don’t have to hide anything, either.”Roxie let go of Cal’s sleeve.“You mean, like normal.