Marciahad made it clear she'd always welcome hearing from her. What more couldshe do?At least, Marcia hoped, that was the message that Phoebe had take... away.For all she knew, Phoebe might never have received her messages. Shemight have changed her number, or even blocked Marcia from her accountaltogether, deflecting her messages into space. Marcia's offers of loveand support might have been bounced off a distant satellite. They mightstill be traveling through the stars, adrift beyond the Milky. ‭ ‬You being born and just growing up experiencing life made us so happy.‭ ‬Just like Ellie I was jealous of you and my daughter.‭ ‬I always wished it was me being your girlfriend instead‭ ‬of her.‭ ‬I had Ricky role play with me.‭ ‬I would have him be you calling me momma while I was riding him.‭ ‬He understood my feelings back then and truly understands now.‭ ‬When you left without us knowing it hurt baby.‭ ‬I lost my best friend...we lost our best‭ ‬friend and love.‭ ‬We always wanted to. I'd lost count of the times this had happened to me though and I ruthlessly suppressed the hopefulness and quelled the incipient joy; too often it had lead to disappointment and pain. I waited for the familiar emptiness to descend and when I felt my equilibrium return I opened the door.And there she was.I felt my jaw drop; I tried to speak but no words would come, I gave up and just drank her in. A thirst in my soul that I had all but forgotten was suddenly apparent by its disappearance. I felt. "Nah it was mostly about what she could do for me. I saw you with the virgin boy and you give a good blow job, but then so do I. It's about not being too emotionally invested. If you stay in control and constantly think, what next? it is better for the guy, no matter what they say. They say they want you to love doing it, but shit all they really want is to get off." That's been my experience too. Actually it's the same with women for me. To get the results I want, I do what is necessary." I.