Jennifer and I had grown up and grown apart. Two girls who had, at one point or another, been primary in my life had been replaced by others. The same...was true for Birgit, though that had been a death, not a growing up or growing apart.I heard a key in the lock and closed my journal as Elyse walked in.“Hi, Honey! Whatcha doing?”“Reminiscing. I was just reading my journal. Some stuff I wrote years ago.”“Think I could see it? Or does it have too much private stuff in it?”I thought about that. I. " OK," said Warren."Here's my plan. We nail the OD down now, because we need that right away. You can't do another OD at Skate Canada; you need to do a swing, so we need it ready for then. When you guys can skate it in your sleep, then we go to work on Romeo and Juliet. If it's not ready, and you have to do the Sinatra program for Skate Canada--heck, for the whole Grand Prix--who cares? Just as long as Romeo and Juliet is ready--and I mean really ready--for Nationals and the Olympics." Hmmmm.. It felt like I was crossing into a very cold place, but that lasted only a second."Well, you're very good. Can you stay the night?" I had planned to."We talked a bit about his family -- wife and two teenage kids. She's ok in bed but "not like you" -- and about my sex life -- the married men I had been with.It came out that Matt was one of them. "Oh I figured as much."I didn't tell them how it had started, with him seducing me when I was a virgin.Anyway, we crawled into bed and I found he was. She was a looker and her Asian/Spanish genes produced an extra sexy allure about her. She had just come back from a Yoga work out, her jet black hair was up in a bun, but her body-hugging yoga pants and tight V neck top were the dead giveaway.Jen walked to the driver’s side door, rested her forearms against the inner door panel and leaned in the window. Her light tan skin still glistening with sweat from her work out and her tits bulged out of her top at eye level begging for attention that.