Auto mein har jhatke ke saath meri right hand ki kuhni uske boobs ko side se press kar rahi thi. Aisa 1 minute tak hi hua ki mere pant aur dimag dono ...e shaitan harkat karne lage. Chunki mere god mein laptop bag tha mein ne apna left hand ghuma ke uske left boob se touch kar diya. Usne koi react nahi kiya aur apni baaton mein lagi rahi. Auto mein har jhatke ke saath mera haath uske boobs ke upar aage badta ja raha tha. Agle 2 minton mein uska left boobs pura mere haath mein tha, Shukr mere bag. I tried, but not hard enough. I should have tried harder but it was Pete's fault for making me do it, and now Pete was forbidding me to repeat it. I tried again and again to put it out of my mind, I really did, but now there was a hole in me, a hole that needed to be filled.Okay, fair enough, it wasn't Pete's fault that David and I bumped into each other a week later, perhaps I would have done better if we hadn't. It wasn't Pete's fault we had exchanged phone numbers, that I think is the point. She gave up a little, not all at once, a little here, a little there. It became easier to not argue, to not put up a fight. Because when she did, it only brought on more heartache to herself. The child, the woman, she, her… all being me. Sweet Jesus I wonder when I stopped caring. Why did I give up my fight? I wonder why I can’t see the light that is suppose to shine at the end of every tunnel? How did a woman so young in years grow to feel to empty and old? Jaded. I hide myself from friends. I'm sure they wouldn't mind having one more join our group, but like me, you'd have to be unanimously accepted by all of them too."Andrea was staring at me like I was drunk. Even Maggie's eyes widened in surprise as I heard her giggle. Andrea's mouth had dropped open when I said that, surprise, shock, bewilderment. Whatever it was had been more than worthwhile to see as the realization of what I meant finally sank in."I wasn't talking about wanting to be a part of THAT!" Andrea said standing.