Well, I certainly looked like death and I was still unhappy. But I had new courage now. I tided the bed - haven of comfort - and repacked the parcel. ...he sitting room was dark downstairs. I prowled through the quiet house until I found Robert in a study at the back. He was working at a table in a pool of light from a table lamp. He was in tee-shirt and jeans. He probably, certainly, looked like the painting. I'd never seen him dressed like this before. I experienced instant desire again. I'd. This last part is a guess, but I think she had to be right, it sure felt like two kilometers.At the end of the tunnel, we started to walk upwards, and the tunnel went up in a spiral. This proved it totally to me, this was a man-made tunnel and not a tunnel formed by nature. I was sure that no water would make a spiraling tunnel like this.It didn't take too long, or I noticed light ahead of us. When we got closer to it, Eva put out her flashlight. The tunnel was now bright enough to go on. The ponytail, the light lipstick, the ragged breathing of arousal, and her warm good heart made him feel unbearably tender toward her. Everything just felt right. ‘I love you, my dear,’ he said. ‘Oh my Dan, I love you so much. My heart is full.’ ‘We fill other things, too.’ ‘Mmmm. I need you to fuck me pretty soon.’ ‘I hear you. But first . . .’ Dan sat up and untied a string on the front of Dafna’s swimsuit. The fabric loosened and he slowly lowered the right strap down, pulling the suit. But not only him, but him and two other guys, guys I didn’t know. I’m not sure why I did it, I do know the doctor had put me on anti-depressants and that I was feeling numb. So I didn’t care. But when my best friend found out I had been with him again, it hurt her so much. I think at that moment I understood how she felt because I felt more worthless and more like a slut then I ever had. I felt like garbage like I had let my family down, and my best friend down and myself down. And at.