’ She seemed to think about it. ‘Yes, perhaps that describes what we are. We prefer to share ourselves with other people.’ ‘When we lived in t...e city,’ Tom said, cautiously, ‘we had a couple move in across the hall who were swingers. They invited us over one evening — they were only wearing underwear.’ He stopped, realizing how he must be offending her. But she did not look offended in the least. ‘My wife,’ he added, ‘was not at all interested.’ ‘And you?’ ‘They were only interested in a. As I undressed to enter the open tub, for a moment I felt like there were eyes on me. With the apartment taking on an orangey haze as the sun set, I realized talking about ghosts when It was my first time living alone might not have been such a good idea. The hot water felt good on my skin, washing off the grime and dust of moving. As I wrapped a towel around me, that same feeling of being watched struck again. The apartment was too open for anyone to be hiding, and yet I still felt the urge. ” He looks over at Mandy and says, “Don’t worry about these guys, if you ever see them again get my number from your boyfriend and I will come and take care of it…ok?” Mandy nods her head in amazement at the mass of humanity in front of her and we walk off to the car. I look back towards where we just were as I see Mike and a group of guys that were obviously from his college ball team walk these two gentlemen away and they had a look of complete terror on their faces… We get back to Mandy’s. "Wow, my worst thought was that you two were doing something drug-related. Fuck me, Michelle, I never expected this though. I figured that you two came to love each other a lot more, but not like this," he explained before a pause. "Not like this."I brought my head up, brought my face towards his, but he backed away. "No, Michelle."I slowly sat on the bed and kept my eyes on him. "Your daughter means everything to me." I understand that, Michelle," he replied, glancing at me. "Although, where.