"Ok," I said. "I'll pay. How much is it?" Six hundred bucks," he answered. My heart sunk. I knew that it was all I had, and the thought of having to g...ve it up like that was depressing. But I realized that I had no choice. "Can I have the sheet – to cover myself while I get you the money?" He handed me the sheet and I wrapped it around my body. "I don't know why you want to cover up a pretty body like that, puto," he said as I went to my bag. I dug around and suddenly I felt sick. The money I. It always amazed me that he never dated any of the many girls who threw themselves at him. He went on dates, but never got serious with them. Once the party ended we were cleaning up. He had been enjoying some alcohol, as had I. The music was playing and all our guests had left. He came over and scooped me up and twirled me in the air and set me down dancing with me. I laughed at his antics and enjoyed the dance. When we were getting another drink because we were overheated I asked him why he. It really felt as if we, that is to say Theodore and Fiona, were meant to be together, not only emotionally, but physically too.However, my emotions were not to be completely denied. Memories of my own were triggered by the same hug. Faces floated through my mind: Renée, Erin, Nadia, Sally and my other women. The contentedness I had found with them helped me stay grounded and not give in to the wrong choices I might make while with Fiona.Fiona still wore the same red dress she had donned when. He felt a slight chill in the air as his eyes fell upon the diving board at the end of the pool. He tucked his shrunken dickhead into his Speedos. He strode openly to the diving board, his feet splayed out, ten and two until he got to the board. Mounting the board he scurried to the end of the board yodeling, "Ayyy," jumped up, and landed on both broad flat feet with a CLUNK followed by a SPROING. His sprawled-out body rose up into the air just as a loud voice cried out, "Hey!" Peen, pausing.