A figure I would kill for, and I am not that figure conscious..." But it isn't right," I protested, sitting down across her. "What he did to me -" Was...something wrong, but which you enjoyed," she finished. "You enjoyed it, didn't you? It's evident that you did. What's wrong about liking a kiss?" Because HE gave it to me." Tell me something, Di. If someone else had kissed you like that, would you be here now?" No," I answered truthfully."Or, even if it had been his kiss, if he weren't your. Marshall, as the kids at school called her. At Maxim’s parties, she invariably noticed Bob’s work colleagues and bosses eyeing her covertly, and she would feel good about herself.She never flirted—that wasn’t her—but she couldn’t fail to notice the flirting done by the women at the Christmas parties, and by the wives at the friendly neighborhood soirees. The casual touches, the coy smirks. After one Christmas party, she and Bob had actually caught a couple having sex in the venue’s parking. I felt like a total butthead for acting the way I had.When I went to bed that night, I mostly thought about Brian Hades though. I felt sort of mad at him, but part of me was feeling itchy too. I grew warm all over and fell asleep thinking about me lying on top of him again, except this time we weren't wearing any clothes."Hi guys!" I was already waiting on my bike when Lance and Matt pedaled up to my house. "Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday. I just..." It's cool, man." Lance smiled at me and Matt. Randy just shrugged as if to say, I'm good. Karen said, "Okay, ten minutes and then you'll leave?" Yeah, ten minutes and then I'll leave. No questions while I'm talking though. I need the full ten minutes. I will answer any questions after I'm done. Okay?"I went to the bar and got two bar towels and some ice from Joe to make ice packs with. I put one on Randy's knee and used the other on my face.I sat down across from Karen and she said, "Go ahead." Karen, you say you have pictures to prove.