That's my motto."You know what the song is about," I said. "You saw how she reacted. I will let you draw your own conclusions." Damn," he said sadly. ...How could you even be friends with her after that?" Why not?" I asked. "She made it clear that she didn't think of me in that way. I doubt she even looked at our plans as a date."I laughed bitterly."If she only knew how much courage it took me to ask her," I said.Greg nodded."So, what's Plan B?" I asked. "With the songs."Greg was still looking at. He had looked visibly nervous when I walked up the driveway."Hi, Tony," I called as I walked up to his car. "If you're waiting for Tracey, you've got a long wait. She's catering a party over in Cedarton."He slid off the hood of his car and held out his hand. "I know. That's why I figured it was a good time for the two of us to talk."I smiled at him and started walking towards the house. "Well, if you want to talk, come on in. Something to drink?" I'd asked over my shoulder."Anything cold would. "He grinned. "You should ... have brought ... your friends after all," he gasped.A look of pain flitted across her face."Haven't ... got any ... left," she said. She breathed deeply several times. "They all act ... like I have AIDS or something." I'm sorry," he said."There is the support group," she said sadly. "But I don't think any of them are into racquetball." She brightened, but not much. "I did find an apartment." Good," he said. "Lock your doors."She looked at him, her mouth open."I'm. Holding the tea-cup, she was standing in front of me while I was skimming the newspaper. I looked up and surveyed her whole body: Tightly fitted dress, prominent boobs and bums and soaked in sweat, spreading pungent aroma around me. I needed to fuck her. I asked her if she saw when I screwed Maya. She said, ‘I see everything’.Do you wish to do it’, I asked. She said, ‘yes’. I carried on, ‘do you want to do it with me?, she instantly said, ‘yes’. ‘now?’ ‘yes’. I held her tight, saying, ‘Let ‘s.