. . talk to him?” “Just when I decided you’re not a bad boy, you would say that.” “I’m not bad, but my Uncle Jimmy has a friend who has fr...ends that talk to people. I thought just maybe . . .” “No! I hate him but please, don’t do anything like that.” “Okay.” He held her in his arms for a few minutes, not speaking, until finally he said, “You want to see the bedroom?” “Uh-huh. I thought you’d never ask.” I guess something’s going to happen. Without his clothes Mark looked just as she had. He showered and went to bed in the master bedroom. I wanted so much to lie beside him and cuddle, but I was afraid to disturb him. I sat there in the bedroom chair just looking at him. Sam turned his head and spoke, ‘Kirsten, come to bed please I have slept alone for along time now. I’d like to see if I could get used to sleeping with somebody again.’ I wasn’t too happy to be called a somebody, but I had truly missed all that cuddling. I crawled in bed beside him, and tried to lie very still.. But Chris had a talent for business and, by his twenty-fourth birthday, had prospered so much that he could afford to open another branch of the gym. The company rose rapidly with him at the helm and new locations of "Johnson’s Gym" sprang up all over the country with great success. Now he stood at thirty-three years old, a wealthy and successful businessman already, in his crowing achievement: a new branch in Los Angeles."If only Dad could see it." He said still smiling."He'd be so proud.". I became nervous at that time but nothing more she told at that time.I went to her house that afternoon and she was alone. She taught me as if nothing happened and it went on for few days. I avoided looking at her except her face and that also only when required. Then our festival holidays started and she came one day to our house and asked my parents if I can stay for two nights in her house since her husband is going out of station for some work and her c***dren had gone to her sisters place.