On the day of my husband leaving to travel I arranged with Adam to come round for dinner and then chill to watch a film or something along those lines...as he is really good company and I can have a right laugh with him as he knows just how open me and my husband are.I left work around 4ish popped to the shop to grab a few bits and headed home to start preparing dinner for us both but made sure I left plenty of time to have a quick shower as I didn't want the awkwardness of me walking around in. I thought about DJ from two years ago, after Adrienne had dumped me. I thought about Lynne, and how I'd so desperately clung to her. I wanted to believe this was real, but even I had to admit that eleven days was an awfully short time to go from near-stranger to discussing marriage. "Do you?" I asked critically. "Do you love ME? Or do you love that I remind you of him?" Ben..."I sighed. "You said it yourself: you were immediately more honest and open with me than with any other guy you'd known. When I finished with him, he was nothing less than a stunning beauty."What did you do to me?" she asks in a melodious soprano with clear Irish overtones."I've turned you into the sort of thing Erin enjoys most. I never told you, but she prefers other women. She does, however, enjoy men, and will open up to them if she feels right. Don't worry about yourself; you're now Colleen O'Brien, a 22-year-old second-generation Irish-American. You're more secure financially than you've ever been, and if. "n..n..n..nothing..."i tried to walk away but my pants fell around my anklesand i fell.she laughed at me, i was red with shame"please live me alone" i was ready to cry.she stood next to me and helped me stand up."it's ok homey, i have seen worse"i quickly put my pants back an properly these time.i went to take my things and to get the hell away.she had other ideas, "hold on", she grabbed my shoulder."what's the rush? let's talk about what happened here" " please let me go", "don't worry.