“Well, I’m a sex therapist but it’s pretty much the same. I council couples.” I said as he raised his eyebrows in anticipation.“What?” He ...aid questioning. “You? You’re a sex therapist? I thought sex therapists were old and ugly, not hotter than a three dollar pistol.” He began to apologize profusely for his words and swore he didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I reached out and put my hand on his thigh while rounding a tight right turn and leaned towards him.“It’s OK. I get that a lot, really.”. "You have someone else in there, don't you? In the other bedroom? The one Hiatha called Tanyee?"Sirinna smiled. "You're so very clever, Amanda."Amanda blushed but smiled. "No, just observant." Yes, I have Tanyee in there. I'll introduce you to her later. I just want to tell her I'm back and that I'll be outside for a little while longer."Amanda nodded and turned away.Sirinna watched her go. Her heart began to ache again. It was Earth all over again. She knew they were to separate. For the first. Schroeder, to be perfectly honest, yes, it is. My sister Carol is one of the most talented actresses to ever come out of La Cienega High School, so she’s starting at SFU in the fall, while we do these musicals together. In the meanwhile, she’s living with me, in my guest bedroom, while she’s starring in Musical Theatre at SFU.”“And what do you say of the rumors that you are pretending to be man and wife?”I hesitated a moment, and said, “Yes, Tawny ... we are, but only because -- because -- we. Tom, a lawyer, drove his silver Land Rover while his live-in girlfriend, Marie, sat next to him. Tom was tall and lean, chiseled chin and broad shouldered, with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore jeans even though it was late summer, while Marie, 5'4, brunette with luminescent green eyes wore a sweater (because the AC made the car cold) over a white t-shirt and yellow track shorts. Tom was so yuppie, and Marie so crunchy granola. Tom looked like a Republican surfer, while baby-faced brunette.