Chrissy was a sophomore at the college I’d recently graduated from, and we’d hooked up in one of the college bars I still frequented on the weeken...s. We hit off pretty well, and we were dating steady within a couple of weeks. She had the first futon I’d ever seen in my life, and while she lived in a pretty cool two-bedroom apartment, she was still sharing it with three other girls. That meant she had a roomie sleeping just a few feet away. My place was a serious dump, so I was sleeping there. I couldn't see her face - her head was turned the other way - but something was happening. Whoever she had gone on holiday with, there must have been a great lack of privacy. The blanket moved, Riley's legs changed position every ten seconds. When she kicked away the blanket, I could see her panties hanging over one leg, the other freed of their grasp. Riley moved around a lot, squeezing her breasts, running her hand through her hair, kicking her feet up, down, spreading her legs and closing. A couple of times I was startled to wake and feel Kyle snuggled up to my back.I loved my girls and tried to make sure that they were reminded of my love as often as possible. But real intimate time seemed to be stretched thin these days, and I cannot overemphasize the importance of“pillow talk” in a relationship. I now missed the seemingly endless days and nights on board“concubine familiarization” cruise aboard the Northern Lights. Though it was exhausting coming to terms with a new culture. While they waited, Jake brought up the subject he really wanted to discuss. He had received the resume, news clippings, and demo tape from Brainwash almost two weeks ago. Out of his own pocket he had made ten copies of everything, including the tape itself. One set he had given to Crow, telling him he thought they were a great band with huge money-making potential. Crow had promised to look into the packet and give the tape a listen."So," he said to Crow now, "have you had a chance to go over.