She cuddled with me and I could see her eye’s watering up. I asked her if she would like me to sing a song for her and when she kinda giggled and sa...d sure, I smiled and thought of what I should sing; it finally hit me. “Who’s gonna hold you down, when you shake? Who’s gonna come around, when you break? You can’t go on… thinkin’, nothin’s wrong, but bye…” Sarah finally broke down into tears; I hadn’t realized the impact of the song I was singing had on her. All I could do was hold her as she. . hmm... I don't even know what to call him. In bed, I call him "Baby". Okay, so he's my colleague-turned-fuck-buddy. There, I said it. We spend intimate hours together in mind-blowing sex and try not to discuss labels, his family and his wife. It's been going on for months now. I just recently learnt that his wife was pregnant so obviously, what Peter wasn't getting from home, he was getting from me. Casually, he told me one day that the wife doesn't want to have sex, she's simply not in the. ‘Frankly, I’m surprised you’ve stuck around despite that for so long- a record for you, surely?’ ‘Mmhmm. But you know how it is with women. If they manage to hold on to their cherry past a particular age, they don’t just give it up to anybody.’ ‘Hold on to their, what now?’ asked Edward thoroughly confused. ‘Oh, didn’t you know?’ When Edward continued to stare at him dumbly, Dara continued. ‘Your li’l friend happens to still be a card carrying member of the ‘virgins only’ club.’ First Dara. I look great in it and so I put on my white stockings.I'm beautifully dressed. Or dressed?When I see myself in the mirror I'm very happy with myself.Like a princess.I am madly excited and I look forward to seeing the Countess.She's coming."Who's standing here?But you're not a boy now, and I'll have to give you a girl's name.How about Lucy?You look like Lucy in that. "He comes to me and caresses me through the ruffles."How do you feel about it, Lucy?" Amazing, Countess.This was my dream.At home.