The weather had turned chilly and there was a skiff of snow on the morning that she wanted to go out, so we both bundled up and decided just to walk t... the lot.We did not have much room for a big tree so it was fortunate that the tree that Karen considered 'perfect' was only about three feet tall. I paid the man at the lot and he promised to hold it for us since Karen had remembered we needed decorations and was pulling me toward the discount store up the block.We both had a blast picking out. Send her in." I said, unenthusiastically. She nodded and by that I mean she nodded gravely. Eleven seconds later the woman was standing there, and mom disappeared. "Hello, Julian. I have tried everything to get you to talk to me. This was my last resort. Please, hear me out. Please," she said. "What is there to say, Stacy. You've replaced me. I saw it. I believe it. That ends it," I said. "Wrong—wrong—and wrong!" she said, and that with emphasis. "Hmm," was my brilliant retort. "Julian!". I laid my arms around his shoulders while we kissed. His hands were moving all over my back, probable searching for the zipper cause not much later I felt how he unzipped my dress all the way. He grabbed the strings on my shoulder and slowly pulled my dress down. With a soft noise it felt on the floor. My body shivered when he touched my bare skin again as he caressed my shoulders. I was not wearing a bra and something in me said he liked that cause he stopped kissing to take a look at my. ." La Sorelli's dressing room..." Hurry!" Come on, Erik!" Erik, let us go!" Now, Erik!" Please?"Then Erik felt one large, strong hand grip his upper arm and a small, delicate hand push at the center of his back. Between the two hands, they propelled him down the corridor towards the backstage dressing rooms of the opera house's prima performers. Quickly, they passed the dressing rooms until at last they came to a dimly lit passageway where only a single gas light flickered sullenly on the wall.