. something unique with Tatyana.It would hurt if she decided the old college boyfriend was the better prospect. It would hurt a lot. He could fight fo... her he supposed, but if she wasn't totally committed to him, there was nothing he could do about it. She knew how he felt about her. He'd made sure of that over the past three weekends that they'd been intimate.The following weekend was the first weekend in a long time that he hadn't any contact with Tatyana. More tellingly, she hadn't asked him. I was watching her from the corner of my eye. She closed her bedroom door.She got dressed up, went to kitchen and called me if I need anything else. I don’t know why I said that but I replied her and I want chocolate aunty. She called me in to kitchen and asked me again what I need. This time I could say that clearly to her but slowly muttered choco. She took some chocolates from the refrigerator and asked me to follow her into the living room. I was walking behind her and I couldn't take my. He groaned again, incomprehensibly, but as he did nothing to remove her questing fingers, she took it that he was happy for her to continue.'Della!' he moaned.'Yes, Dad?''If you touch me there again, I'll have an ... accident.''Will you?' she asked, sounding more enthused than he would have expected.'Yes ... Just let go — please!' He sounded desperate.Della released him, and looked up into his face, now red with a mixture of heat, lust and embarrassment.'I want to see it, Dad. Let's go into the. I love you, Babe, but I’m not coming back until you have good news for me. No more. No more booze, no more dreaming about the crash. No more late night visits from me. I’m putting my foot down. You’re twenty-five, now. You’re still young enough to have the life you want. You just have to stop wanting to die to get it.”“How do I do that?” I asked her. “There’s a hole in the middle of my chest.”“Then fill it. Pete, we were together for a year. You’ve been mourning for two. What happened to your.