"So, tell me what's wrong," Kira said, convincingly concerned. "I mean I don't know what to think really about what the three of us did, either... I'v... been freaking out about it a little."I was kind of surprised. I had thought Kira was like Rebecca, and could just have sex with a girl like that and not care. I had no idea what she was really thinking. Because I was surprised, I actually told her the truth."Well, that... was my first orgasm ever," I suddenly blurted, surprised that I could. Then came the nights out with co-workers, at bars no less. She said it was much needed as work had become quite stressful.She doesn’t even drink.When we made love it was like her mind was elsewhere. She barely touched me and there was hardly any animation on her end. It was like making love to a dead fish. As soon as I’d finish, she’d roll over to her side of the bed and go to sleep.So exactly a week later I decided to call out of work to confirm my suspicion. I actually didn’t have any. Benjamin Hassan was older than his brother by at least ten years. Like his brother, he was also tall, a robust looking man with a short fringe of gray hair and deep black eyes that seemed to smile for him. He shared the same olive colored skin and enchanting smile of his brother. "Ms. Grant! How nice to meet you at last. Allow me to introduce my parents. He motioned across the room, and I saw them. The man stood up, slightly bent with age, but proud, still looking strong. He had a full head of. Sharon had recently finished her Healthy Eating cookery book, and had had to go back to New York to meet with her publishers. She'd taken their son, eleven year old Alexander, but Harleigh was too terrified of New York, so she and Paul had stayed at home.That evening they'd had a quiet evening in, before Harleigh had gone to bed about nine pm. About one and a half hours later, Paul had heard Harleigh scream as yet another nightmare came. He hurried into her room and sat on the side of the bed,.