During this period, things got real interesting. As Elizabeth had asked, I had waited until Jennifer was outside with Maggie then unwrapped the packag... she’d given me and discovered a box of condoms with a note – unsigned – saying simply ‘Be careful’. I found a place where I could hide the box and said nothing.At first, Jennifer came and joined me in my bed on the floor in front of the heater. One evening, Jennifer told me she’d had enough of sleeping on the hard floor and that ‘WE’ were going. " Don't blame Sasha, I did it all on my own and I liked it. I had men sucking my tits and fucking me at the same time. I had a big black cock in my mouth and sucked him till he came." You fucking low-life slut. I held you up as a queen and you made yourself a common whore. I should have thrown you to the dogs years ago." You could have made love to me instead of using me as your pin-cushion whenever you wanted sex. I was willing to do everything with you but you wanted no part of it. You saved. ‘Why did you really leave?’ he asked. I took a deep breath searching for the right words. At one time we had been the best of friends, the greatest of lovers, and also the worst of enemies. The love I felt for him was just a pure and hot as the anger and hurt that he had provoked within me. Anger, hurt, and love that eventually drove me away. ‘I had to,’ I croaked out in reply. My explanation was the absolute truth. There were too many nights alone. Too many unanswered calls. Too many days. Finally, she looked up at me and said, "One of the things I have to do is to take complete charge of my own life. I can't pursue this if I can say that a decision is not mine to make, but someone else's."She was quiet then and looked up through her eyelashes to me with some trepidation. The implications were a big pill for me to swallow.Finally, after a couple of minutes, I looked up at her and said, "I understand what you're saying, and I support you with all my heart. But you and I both know.