He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. ‘The shower’s bigger here,’ he whispered in her ear. ‘Oh, really?’ She giggled and ...oved closer to him. ‘Mmm-hmm, and I’ve got a whirl pool bath,’ he said, nuzzling her neck. ‘But first, food,’ he said, then moved so quickly that Paige nearly fell. ‘Wait, what?’ she asked, confused by the sudden change. ‘Food, you eat it,’ he said, laughing at her expression. ‘You mean strawberries and cream, right?’ she asked, sashaying up to him and. “Something like that,” he answered with a frown. He wanted her to drop the topic but his companion didn’t seem to want to let it go.“I collect them and love the feel of the pages as I play with myself,” Helen confided, letting her hand run up and down her voluptuous body.Ethan found it hard not to look and managed to yank his eyes away. “I’m, uh, glad you do. Let’s get this cleaned up or better yet I can clean it up and you can work on yours and Viv’s cabin. It looks like a disaster zone,” he. "A month or so ago I found your box of money under your bed, and I didn't have any trouble getting into your computer. You certainly have been busy."He nodded and blushed."How many women have you bonked?" She smiled. "I didn't count them." Geeze, Ma," he squealed."How long have you been doing this?" she asked, looking quite serious, and pulling her open robe back together, tossing back her hair.He sniffed. "A while, couple of years I guess." Before you were sixteen?"He nodded."They didn't. I haven’t had an alcoholic drink in two months.It takes a moment to speak past the lump in my throat. “I’ll take one.”She returns a couple moments later, can in hand. She has a glass with Ice, and I know the dark liquid is Pepsi. She doesn’t give me any ice or a glass, knowing how I drink my sodas.She sits across from me, letter in hand, just staring at it. I know she’s trying to build up the courage to read it, and feel like an intruder. Looking around the room, I remember all the parties we.