We’d all been close ever since we learned how to walk and talk. I loved them both, also almost equally, and I know Tom loved me almost as much as he...loved her. Mildred fell in love with him while she fell out of love with me, and I could do nothing at all about it other than read the signs in her letters from home, and wait for the axe to fall and cleave my heart in two.”“Loving relationships between men and women, can make other friendships difficult,” Mary said thoughtfully.“Sometimes,” I. "Sarina," I began, trying to sound nonchalant, "what brings you here?" I was awake, but very confused. I was going through various mental exercises to keep my cock from springing into action.Sarina explained, "You may not know this, Harry, but I track the IP addresses of people who visit my web site. It turns out that you are my number one fan." My ability to control my cock was failing as I silently thanked 'Big Brother' for the up side of surveillance. She continued, "I wanted to visit you. ..I've missed being woken up by you," he says, putting his face in my neck and gently kissing me there."Mhm." I make a noise of agreement. He chuckles, and I can feel the affects of morning straining against the blanket that's separating us."I still can't believe you're back," I say."It feels great." He grins, pulling me tight to him."So, was Europe everything you imagined?" I question, tilting my head in anticipation of his answer."And more," he concludes.I nod my head, happy that he enjoyed. So it was left for 'Mary' to decide on how she could arrange a night away from home and then for them to arrange the when and where.Harriet had contacted her best friend, Shirley Anderton, who knew of Harriet's unhappiness at home and had agreed to confirm that Harriet was spending the night at her house in the unlikely event that Ian queried it. Harriet felt bad about asking her friend to potentially lie for her but Shirley told her to, "Go and get herself a good fucking," so that reassured.