” “But I was, Kevin.” “I was here, Karla. I knew. Hell, I saw it. And I saw your passion.” “Nobody’s supposed to fuck me but you.” “...ho says that?” “Everybody! Anybody with any sense.” “What they say is that you’re not supposed to cheat. You didn’t cheat. You weren’t unfaithful. You didn’t deceive me. You didn’t do it to hurt me. You’re not looking for somebody to replace me. Right?” “Right. But,…” He interrupted her. “You held my hand while you were riding him. Essentially, you were fucking. Three words so much easier to say than all his filth. But so impossible to say to him.He closed his eyes and was snoring in minutes.I watched him sleep. Yes, I still loved him. But in the way that I knew it was back then, in it's place. My priorities had changed the night he attacked me.Ten seconds.That's what he gave me to get down the stairs and out the door or he would kill me. That was his offer. I'd caled the police when we struggled. He had tossed the phone out of the window and locked. Fifteen minutes seemed like an eternity, “What is keeping that doctor?” Scott complained.They were all numbed by Abby’s condition. They hugged and patted trying to console the other. There was the occasional sniffle from them, no shame in crying for Abby. As tough Peter and Derek were at playing hockey, they couldn’t hold back tears for their sister.“Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Kendall?” A tall medium built man in his mid-forties asked. He wore a white overcoat and stethoscope around his neck.“Yes,. ..?" she said,puzzled. "Er, no, not that kind of Anal. On me," I said, turning anotherfew shades redder. Clair hugged me tight. Oh wow, that is sooo hot! Iwant to try that too!" and she kissed me passionately again, this timewith much more tongue.A few minutes later when we came up for air again, I decided to ask herthe same question. "So, Claire, goddess of my heart, I've answered yourquestion, now I ask you the same thing. What is your truest, deepestdesire?" I managed to waggle my eyebrows.