.." I muttered,feeling very sorry for myself. "Everything I couldn?t give her, Iguess." Alright, stop it," Hilda said with uncharacteristic force. "Yo...?re agreat guy, Donnie, and you know it. Now, come on ? no feeling sorry foryourself. Nancy was a big part of your life, but that part ended and nowyou?re moving on. You need to be a grownup about this. Be happy forNancy and start a new path for Donnie."I smiled at her lecture. She was right, but I still needed to processall of this,"Look at it. I really loved the attention and worked hard to make sure my butt bounced the way it was suppose to. I wasn’t really sure I wanted another surf lesson today but it was still hours before the free concert and I was afraid what would happen if I didn’t do something to take my mind of being fucked again.The lesson was much like all the others except that there seemed to be an awful lot of spectators. I guess I had become such a great surfer that people wanted to watch my skills! Another possible. He complemented me on my clothes and overall sense of style. He was, especially complimentary of my selection of high heels which he said accentuated the shapeliness of “your beautiful legs”. We have worked together for several years, but he had never joked, flirted or even hinted at anything the least bit untoward before. I couldn’t believe that he was suddenly showering me with compliments. I do spend a lot of time preening myself for men to admire, so I couldn’t exactly be mad because he had. I didn’t believe for a second they were looking at Dennis or Sammi, either. I turned in the only direction that faced away from everyone at the shoot and picked up the next garment. I say garment, because they were the skimpiest pair yet. Not really underwear in my book. I held them up and said the first thing that came to mind, “I’ll never fit into these.”“No, you won’t,” Sammi said, “but put them on anyway.”I stared at her for a second, not sure what she was thinking, and then slipped them.