”He says, “Michele, you know I just want to help. Isn’t it appropriate to help your friends?”“Sir, I know you do. And that is one of the thi...gs that I love about you. You really, truly do care about us. You care about Anthony and Marie in the same the way. I will tell you this, Sir, this is not directly about Tim and me. But it is still very personal to us. I hope that is enough, Sir.”“Yes, Michele. That is enough. I will call the investigator first thing tomorrow morning and I will put on hold. It was a hook up/fuck buddy moment we shared. Neither one of us wanted to go steady or date each other. Our friendship was more fun, and just a little deeper and more intimate now. We talked about the people we did date. I had a few one night stands here and there, a roller skating high school girl one week end. A blonde, thirty year old bar tender I walked home from work one night, a few others. I eventually hooked up with the boarding house manager’s daughter, Barbara, an eighteen year old. They were just sitting there, playing with each other's hair, and talking quietly. I didn't disturb them and waited until they climbed sleepily into bed later that night. We made love that night but it was slow and gentle. Much like how Katie and I enjoyed it when we were alone. Amy went home but returned two months later and she moved into a garden level condo a few blocks away.In between Amy's departure and return, Reagan was able to gain an order for full custody of her daughters and. He apologized to me. For the way he treated me over the months. I wanted to be strong and be mad at him for this, but sympathy and blame took over me.“I guess it’s my fault… ” I said.“Why?” he asked.I took a deep breath, “Because I caused us to kiss. I caused us to have sex. I caused everything. I brought the hurt on myself.”He quickly responded, “No… Lydia, don’t blame yourself. It was wrong of me to go against what you wanted, and I will never again do so. If there is any way I can make it up.