I... I can barely hold on!"Her words got to him, she could see it as though she could measure his vital signs right through his clothing and skin. He ...rank down all of the wine in his glass and stared at the bottle, but made no motion for a refill."I'll have to congratulate Charles the next time I see him," he finally muttered. "Fuck, Catherine... How could you think that I could have this conversation with you?"She felt his pain, felt the weight of it in the air. Felt the raw, naked truth of. "No. I never told you because I did not want to interfere with your attempt to find your own boundaries. If you knew that I was worried, then you would have curtailed your activities out of concern for me. You needed to find your own limits in order to reestablish yourself as an independent, functioning person. And we both needed to know if Gary's treatments were effective in helping you to establish those limits."Stepping forward to wrap her arms around his middle, Kari leaned her head on his. It was a tight fit but we both got clean. She noticed that the twelve-pack of condoms was not nearly as full, but didn't say anything. She said that she would try to stop by the club but if I didn't see her by 11 PM that I should, "grab another slut and make her happy."I liked her attitude that sex at this age is for fun, as long as everyone has the same expectations. I liked her a lot but she would be going back to high school and I was ready to move into my own apartment at the university. I. Even the sandwich tasted plain. Two slices of nondescript white bread spread with boring and topped with grey. She dropped the sandwich on the plate. Tears formed in her eyes. Paul. She stood and ran up the stairs. Without a pause, without even another thought about what she was doing or the dangers that could follow, she found Paul’s page again and figured out how to send a message. The open message window mocked her. “What do I say? For that matter, what do I want?” She leaned back in her.