I'm not asking you to. I just want you to know that I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I know you want me out of your life now. I don...t know where to go."I put my head down on my arms then and cried quietly. I felt a hand on my head and I jumped, startled. I thought he had left the room.I sat up and without even looking up at him I said, "Don't touch me Dennis. I'm ... you know what I am now. You saw it. I'm ruined." I chuckled mirthlessly and said, "I'm broken. It's okay. I. I looked her over on more time stopping at her amazing eyes I picked her up and placed her on the bed we returned to our kiss but this time it was a little more easy to wonder with my hands I put one hand to the side of her hip and slid it under her shirt and along her ribs all the way up till I felt the side of her bra than back down again once again I pulled out of the kiss and started to undo her shirt I got to the last button and she sat up so I could easily pull her shirt off I looked. .. "Vicki, listen to me. Please, honey, listen... "I won't listen! I won't!" She turned her head toward him, her eyes blazing wetly with tears of anger. "I know what you did tonight, Kirk! I saw you! Oh, dear God, I saw you and Christy together! I saw... saw her with her mouth on your... your..." She couldn't say it, couldn't continue. She buried her face in the pillow, crying unabashedly now.He touched her tentatively, and then withdrew Ws hand as she cringed like a beaten puppy from his. Elizabeth hurried up the high street, clutching her cloak tightly around her to keep warm as she anticipated the hot mineral bath just a few blocks away. The sun, already barely visible behind the clouds and drizzle of the season, was vanishing behind the long row of old, cold and yet beautiful brick buildings lining the avenue, and a gentle sheet of rain was barely visible in the light of the ornate electric lamps on either side of the street. Inside the street-level shops, the occasional.