She didn't own any other color, apparently. Iwandered over to the refrigerator, grabbed a pint of Chocolate Chunk icecream, and dug in. I tried call...ng Amy, but no joy.I spent the rest of that second day pretty much watching trash TV 'Ellen, Oprah, and a brief stint with Judge Judy. Again, I couldn't helpit. I tried desperately to get into ESPN, to get some thread of my oldlife back that I lost just two days ago, but no matter what I did Icouldn't get interested in all the meaningless. It’s like I turned into a nymphomaniac right then and there.’ We burst out laughing. ‘Jesus, Cheyenne. Have you no shame?’ Chloe tried to sound stern but the tears of laughter running down her face spoiled it. ‘Abso-fucking-lutely not!’ Was my reply. I looked over at Jordan. ‘I couldn’t resist. He’d gotten me off while I was spread-eagled on his desk. It’s just fair that I returned the favor.’ ‘Holy fuck, Cheyenne. Tell me your kidding,’ Holly said. ‘Come on Holly. Don’t even try to tell me you. Taking out a set of clothes, I tossed them to Diana. With a motion toward the bathroom, I instructed her to change. ‘You’ll stand out dressed like that. Get into these and trash your old clothes.’ She just nodded and walked toward the bathroom. To her displeasure, she discovered that there wasn’t a door to the small room. I watched as she looked toward me, I just sighed and stood up. ‘I’ll be outside,’ was all I said as I exited the room. As I stood outside, I couldn’t help but think of the. ‘Sam, come dance with me?’ Anxiously she asked. ‘Please, I want you to dance with me so this place will always be inside of me.’ Sam half grinned, ‘Dance, where is the music Abby?’ His voice was reluctant sounding. ‘Where did you find that old beat up thing? I thought I tossed this a long time ago.’ His voice was resigned to the idea that Abbey wanted to dance with him. She had stored a CD player in the backpack. The music sounded quite lovely as Smokey Robinson sang his song. Sam took Abbey in.