Just needing to tell someone other than my journal. And getting less than lukewarm responses in return. The same unsolvable problems that plague us.Yo... leave me aching like no one else in so many ways. My body aches from long tender loving nights. My soul aches knowing you are without me and unhappy. My only cure for this is to turn these aches into passions. I long for you and instead of falling into the deep abyss of reality, I plan for the next time we are together. Instead of sobbing and. Turning back, she walked up the moving stairs, stopping every once in awhile to wait for the next set of stairs to move in her direction. As she reached the door of her room, she checked if anyone was in the hall. It was completly empty. "Brilliant." She said to herself in a smirk. As she walked in, she closed the door behind her. Locking the door. She took a deep breath in. Instantly, she started to remove her robe, shoes, shirt, tie, pants, and undershirt. Harmione walked up to the mirror in. " What do you suppose he means by hypocritical?" I asked while I turned on the water in the sink to wet a wash-cloth."Elvis only knows," he replied. "I'm sure we will before long, too." You sound like you don't want to know."He gave me one of Grandpa's looks and said, "Knowing him like you do, do you blame me for being a bit reluctant?" You have a point," I responded, giggling.By the time Leldon walked in the door, fifteen minutes later, the bathroom was smelling like roses, literally. Maggie. Are Manny and Paula waiting for us at your place?' Margie asked Donny."No, but they'll be by in a while," he answered.Mrs. Jones, back on the road, pushed the speed limit as she sought to catch up with her daughter and her friends. Unfortunately, Donny made a right onto his street and parked the convertible in his driveway. The foursome piled out of the car and entered Donny's apartment just as Mrs. Jones drove past the intersection in pursuit of what now amounted to a ghost car.The guys wasted.