Anyhow, after dinner as we relaxed and watched TV for a while; she began to massage my back, shoulders and the neck. She knew that it relaxed me and I...loved it as much as sex. I was completely relaxed and happy, when she held my hand to pull me out of the sofa, saying that we were going for a little walk. I was surprised because she did not like to go for walking. I was sure, she was trying to be nice to me and I just did not resist. We wandered around the block just gossiping but mostly. "Your eyes were the second thing that struck me," he continues, his voice almost hypnotic in the silence, the only other sound in the room her laboured breathing as she struggles to understand what is happening."When I looked into your eyes it was like seeing into your soul! You stared at me and I was lost."Eleanor gazes into her own eyes as he speaks and isn't surprised to see them brighten, the tired bags lifting from below, the wrinkles smoothing out, the colour changing from a murky grey to. I, of course, agreed to let them stay in my spare room.It was so depressing to see such a cute little doll like Mel hurting both physically and mentally. In addition to her face, Mel’s husband, Rob, had badly damaged her self-esteem. She told me Rob had repeatedly insulted her by pointing out her lack of breast meat. “No other man would want a titless little bitch like you!” He would yell at her.Her black eye, bruised cheek, and swollen lip healed quickly. Mel was soon back to looking like the. " Well, it's a stupid rule," I said wishing she'd change her mind about going out with me or, God forbid, Joe. I figured that if she went out with Joe, at least he'd tell me what it was like to be with her.If only she knew I haven't dated anyone in a while. I'm still pining over her. I'm still hoping we can get together. Just as does Joe, I love her. He loves her. We both love her."Getting sexual with a friend is the fastest way to ruin a friendship," she said in a way that sounded rehearsed.