One, two, three.'I slowly and groggily came to consciousness. Keva came to the door. "Mike, you read my mind. I did not think that was possible."I cou...d almost feel Joey smile as he bade us goodbye and told me to keep practicing the exercise at least once a day.Keva came to sit next to me. "Were those your thoughts I was reading?" I asked."Yes, Mike, they were."I just stared at her before putting my arms around her and actually touching her for the first time.She turned her face to mine and. In some way, I felt I had been unfaithful to Andrea although I was certain that she would be having relations with her husband, how could she avoid that? I hadn't forgotten her it was if my mind had put her memory into a little compartment in my head that I could take out from time to time and bask in the warmth of those memories. Those days with Andrea could not be cast aside so easily; they were important to me. I could not say it to Andrea as that would have put an unfair burden on her, but. So like I know about stuff.”“Good! But it’s better if we talk about it first. That way there are no surprises.”“Uhm, sure, I guess,” she said, nervously sipping from her mug.I waited to see what she would do or say. After a moment, I could tell she was trying to screw up her courage. She sipped her hot chocolate a few times.“I, uh, want you to, uhm, use your mouth. And then, you know, put your thing in me.”“I’d love to do that!” I smiled.“If you, uhm, er, want, I could suck on you.”“I’d like. Next day, I called her and asked what happen to her.? She said nothing. I told her, if it is personal, it’s ok. If you need any help, please feel free to ask me. She said, she is feeling lonely in life and getting bored in her house and started crying. I tried consoling her but she is crying. I felt very bad for it and pleased to stop crying. And we planned to meet at the coffee shop tomorrow.Next day evening, we reached the coffee shop. I hold her hands and told I am there for you. So please.