I doubt Christa understands. It's ironic that I'm the one who fell in love with you. And yes, Christa told us about her stupid, selfish move with Hele...a." Are you in love with me?" Of course. Why else would I be cuddling instead of getting one more raw fuck? And I know you love me. You know about string theory and multiple parallel dimensions? I think in many of them, we would be exclusive." Probably," I chuckled. "There's a connectiveness to our conversations, even distant via microwaves. We. Her representative, her personal assistant, all of my assistants, the client's representative, the clothing designer and his assistants and four other models that all had their staff as well," I said. "I think there had to be close to fifty people there and that's the way it always is." Well, okay," she said reluctantly. "But I don't want you to ever be around that whore alone. I'm not happy about this at all because you're too obsessed with your cameras and your career to notice the little. I slowly lift her back to her bedroom. As I lay her on the bed I plant one small kiss on her forehead. She wakes up by this gesture and says that she wants me to fuck her. I told her now my feelings for her is different and that I was in love with her. She started to cry and hug me. The next thing she told me it’s OK and that she had the same for me and told me how much she loved me too.While we were crying I start to make love to her. I grabbed hold of her ass put her on the bed and kissed her. I tried to remember what Ann had said about finishing work but either she hadn't said anything or I had forgotten. Either way, it wasn't much of a detour to the gallery and so I went in that direction. Once again my feet barely touched the ground as I walked. Dee was talking to a customer and I noticed that on top of being a talented artist and kind person she was also a good saleswoman. Once the customer had paid the upfront and details about the delivery of the paintings had been fixed, she.