Do I know you?"Chastity smiled. "How is Reginald?" Dialysis," Drake said. "He's on a donor list." Medical clone?" Too little, too late," Drake said. "...ait. I know you. You babysat forme?"Chastity nodded. "You, um, need anything?" Got a spare billion? I could buy a better autodoc. Save the world -starting with my little corner of it."Chastity shook her head. "When was the last time you ate?"Drake shrugged."C'mon. There's a coffee cart around here someplace." She had a shiftthere in about twenty. Chloeleaned in closer, clicking back to the folder the images had comefrom. It was titled “redheads”, of course. All fairly normal, as faras she could tell. She clicked back again, into the previous folder.“School reports”. She laughed aloud this time, realizing that her ownporn folder, deep within her personal folder, she’d named, “Resume”,to throw anyone using her computer off.This folder was chock full of other folders, ranging from “Brunettes”to “DP”. She leaned in closer, pushing the. I opened the door and saw a young normal looking Turkish guy. He was very polite and after saluting each other he asked me what we wanted. I told him that my wife needed an erotic massage. He asked my wife to lie on the French bed as he walked in the bathroom to wash his hands. My wife took off her dress and lied on her front with her thick adn normal size bra and black string on. He came out of the bath and asked my permission to take off his cloths except for his boxers to perform comfortably. I’m in a daze as I leave the train and wander through the park...looking down the street looking for that door. You said it would stand out but in my mind it stands out as that moment...that moment when I decide to walk through your door and begin to heal, to forgive myself for others mistakes.You open the door to me, you’re wearing lounge pants and my eyes drift over your chest...up to your eyes...those eyes that first drew me in. I fall into them, lost but at the same time realizing I’m free,.