That note from her was the last time I ever heard from her. Even though I know it was nothing to her, to me, to this day, I still miss her. Is that si...ly or just sad?After Sal told me this, I thought back over that last year or so of work. I remembered how he, a usually taciturn sort of guy who rarely smiled and had a wit as dry as the Sahara, had suddenly started smiling at odd times. Neither I nor anyone else had ever made the connection, but on reflection, I guess I should have. When our. “Cool man,”Matty said. “Lay down on my bed,” I instructed. “Should I take my clothes off?” Matty asked. “If you want to,” I said. “I want to be naked for this,” Matty said. I don’t know why he wanted to be nude, he could of just unzipped his pants but I didn’t argue. He stood up and stripped down completely naked, throwing all of his clothes on the floor. I had never seen Matty completely naked before. Matty was considerably shorter then me about 5'3", and not fat but not thin or muscular. This has to be a dream. Frantically, and hoping she hadn't seen anything, He slammed F11 and watched with slight relief as it slid off the side of the screen. He looked, as embarrassed as he had ever been, at the screen, and contemplated as too rather he could make it out his window. He sat there, battling panic, for a good minute before Mia broke out in laughter. He glanced over, and saw her, her face almost as red as a cherry, but laughing. Not sure what to do, and still dazed, and force quit. Call me a pervert I dont know but the story goes as follows, A friend Ill call R used to come by and he and I would watch races, football games etc, drink and bullshit. My wife who Ill call S would sit with us, make snacks and watch also but really wasnt into the late night games. Occasionally shed fall asleep and R would comment on the way shed curl up or stretch out on the couch, the way her legs looked, her breasts moving up and down as she breathed and of course Id mention private things.