To realize someone was sitting next to me. The room was so dark, not even moonlight to illuminate his features. I gasped, and my heart began to race. ... could not muster a scream, and for some reason I didn’t feel afraid. He must have heard me gasp, and slowly reached and touched my hand. Who was this gentle stranger? This mystery man? And how did he get into my room? As soon as the thought registered in my brain I felt a breeze across my face. I turned to see the curtains billowing from the. For the rest of the night, I just sat with Jerry and watched some television as the girls where having fun getting rid of my stuff. I could see them every so often carrying some bags and boxes as they passed through the corner of the living room. Then several hours after the last time I saw the girls moving stuff out, Jerry and I made our way to the bedroom. As you might expect, I went directly to the closet and looked at what was left and then to the dresser. I know that this was completely my. ”Carrie looked at her and replied, “Honey, I won’t just tell him like a threat, I’d really do it. I’m so horny I’m going to plan on it. He’s handled it before so he can handle it again. If it gets his motor going, then great. If not, then I’m at least getting laid.”The counselor nodded, kind of amazed at this determined older gal.Carrie brought breakfast to bed the next Sunday. She started talking... “Honey, do you remember our first time together? You asked me to go on Spring Break with you.. "Mark, look at me. Do you think that I’m pretty and sexy?" Yes, ma'am! I sure do," he said, looking back down."Mark, let’s start by you calling me Donna and looking at me. You do like looking at me, don't you?" I sure do!" So why aren’t you looking at me? Am I not pretty or what?" Oh, no, ma'am, you’re pretty!”“And sexy?" I said."Yeah. But I’ve never seen a girl… I mean a woman like you. Ah, you know what I mean." Yes, I know what you mean, but I want to teach you to be confident with yourself.