"Just thinking." Freddie said, looking up at her.Sam pulled the other bean bag over next to his and fell down into it."Can you believe it's been almos... a year since the last episode of iCarly?" She asked looking around.Freddie shook his head. "No."The two sat there for another minute in silence."How did things go with Carly and Melanie?" Freddie asked."Melanie's good. Carly is a little confused about who or what she is, or she was."Freddie had a confused look on his face."They slept together. ” And to clarify whatever it was she was getting at I asked “Uhhhhhh what do you mean?” “I get the feeling that maybe you’re a little uhhh green at all this. By ‘green’ I mean you have never been naked with another woman before? Not that I’m real experienced but I have been,” and she paused a moment before going on to say “with a couple men before but I don’t get the impression that you’ve been with a woman. Have you?” she asked. The moment of truth hit me. She was smiling. I wasn’t. I had this. He could not say the words. He found a new desire in his life. He found something magical and inspiring in using the gentlest of touches to push her body until she lost control. On the nights that she came to him, he would tease her body to a trembling completion several times before he pressed his flesh inside of hers. He found great pleasure in pacing himself and making her tremble over and over until he could no longer hold back. She would always submit to allow his touch, but she always. I'd imagine that we were involved in a very exciting – and very secret – affair, and that we had to pretend not to know each other. Every accidental glance in my direction was, in my head, a coy and knowing communication. Every subtle gesture, every flip of the hair, was meant to attract my attention. Every glance at her phone was a hope to find a message from me.By the time I was driving home with my wife, I'd have a carefully constructed personality, complete with favorite colors and animals,.