She turns and sees me staring, but only smiles as she keeps going, giving it a little shake for my benefit.Mom sits next to me at the table, Sarah and...Faith across from us. I am embarrassed to have Faith, much less her sexy mother, watch me get fed, but it is either that, or go hungry. Sarah pulls out a glass of champagne, and mom eyes it wearily. "You know what that stuff does to me," she says. Sarah ignores her and pours a glass anyway. She then looks to Faith and I, pours one for Faith then. ’ I replied. Then we entered his house, and saw that nobody was there. Okay, that’s all we had, let’s party! Lol! Then he told me to wait until he washes his face etc. I was sitting on the sofa. There was a book on the table, I grabbed that and sarted reading. I don’t know what it was but I just drownen into some fantasy. Everything was so vague but still I was feeling some sort of incomplete as if I’m so alone. I couldn’t count minutes that suddenly Prakash came and gave me his t-shirt and. She was dying to discuss it with Shelly but each time she mustered the courage to bring up the subject her body would start to tremble."What's the matter?" Shelly asked. "Your shaking all over. Are you cold?" She pulled Lisa close to her in an attempt to warm her up." No. I'm never cold when I'm with you. You make me warm all over!" What is it, then?"Lisa stiffened her resolve, paused for a moment, took a deep breath and then..." Shelly, I saw Wanda and Rebecca doing some stuff this afternoon. No more wanting him late at night, and needing his love to be thrust gently inside me. No more thinking of our bodies intertwined beneath the sheets of my bed. No more thoughts of kisses and soft caresses pressed against my aching flesh. No more wishing for his hands to roam eagerly over every inch of me. No more fantasizing of pianos and a home filled with love, safety, warmth, and family. All of these are merely dreams that can never be and if I hold onto them then I will never know peace. We.