I sit back, now upright in my chair. Something significant has just happened. She just gave me a gift. I have to return it, but I don't know how to. T...e flats around her's are wide awake and open, and they will see anything I do.What if I move way back from the window and arrange the curtains so that I can only see her window? That way, only she will see me? And if I move some lamps around, I'll be visible and well lit.It's Sunday. She'll be back. I make my preparations, shower, have breakfast,. There were wine glasses at their feet and an empty bottle of a specific wine I’d been saving for a special occasion.The jerk sneered at me, and reached around to cup one her breasts, while letting the other run idly over the rest of her body – a body that she had promised would be only mine. He squeezed the breast so hard she gasped.“Penny! What the hell is going on?” I asked.The jerk spoke, surprising me in the way he could string actual words together. I’d almost expected that he’d have to. He told me that when he first saw Lori in his mind he knew he just had to fuck her. He said he really loved big tittied fat assed white women. I think he was talking so open to see what my reaction was going to be. So I sent him a couple of nude pics of myself so he could see what he was in for. After a quiet few minutes all his next text said was "phat assed white bitches!!!!! I think Im in love". After a long week Friday finally arrived. Lori had told Jim that David was an old friend of. Brad never loved me, never.”“Because he loved himself too much?” I managed to suggest.“Yes, you are right, I guess he did. He was selfish. I guess we actors, we are all narcissistic creatures, cravin’ recognition, adoration ... love.”“From what I understand, both of you are loved by millions.”“Not much consolation when you are not loved by that one man who you always regarded as your hero.”I released her hands and cradled my own cup. “Or one woman, or girl, as she was at the time.” I had my own.