Now I know Karen and Gloria had been talking with each other at least once a week since she left, and from what Karen relayed to me, Gloria was doing ...ine. However, I really needed to talk to her directly, without Karen as a go-between. Gloria was her usual, chipper self when she answered her cell, ‘Hey Will, didn’t expect to hear from you. Is everything okay? How’s Karen?’ ‘She’s doing fine, sweetheart. Do you have a minute to talk?’ ‘Sure, I’ve got some time before I go on rounds. I bet. And I do mean any time ... give me a call.She had confessed she loved me back then, barely holding back tears, and I felt as though I had an unsavoury task thrust on me. Carrie had been my friend since middle school, and I had to break her heart. But that offer, that promise, stuck in my mind, even now.There were a million reasons not to, but I called her.After four rings, Carrie answered, with a confused mumble I couldn't translate into words."Carrie?" Natalie?" she said, her words slowly. That is not why I am here.”Looking back and forth between a disturbingly serene photographer and a visibly chastened Kathryn, he exhaled heavily and responded, “I’d be better if someone would tell me what’s going on.”“Do you remember when I showed you the photos he took?”Great time to bring that up, he thought with an unsuccessfully suppressed scowl, because now that’s all I can think about. “How could I forget?”“Do you remember asking me if I’d ever do it again?”His all too vivid memory of. I had to see more. The next movie had obviously been filmed around the same time, but there were two girls this time, both with no clothes on, and there on the bed was the same bloke without his trousers and pants. Both girls looked very glamorous with hair piled up, earrings and make-up. I was trying to work out why the other girl was there, and realised I must be watching the films out of order – this was the first movie and She was there to show my Goddess what to do. But then I thought how.