The best we can do is learn from them and hope the people we hurt still love us when it's over."Amy was quiet for a moment. I sat there staring at the...closet door, thanking God once again that Charlotte was mine. She was so cool."I'm sorry, Char," Amy said. "I didn't mean anything against you. It's just what I'm used to I guess." If there's one thing I've learned the past couple weeks, it's that we're all still sort of learning as we go, we're all making it up as we go along. Nobody's got it. After Arista decided to cut off their torrid love affair, he was left devastated. He never met anyone like her. Life was so morose when the love of your life had no desire for you. He was a prince among men. What was lacking in him so much that she turned him away? There were unanswered questions that lurked in his mind everyday at night. Perhaps now that she was under his supervision, he could gain some insight and maybe some pleasure too he thought wryly. That night Arista was taken to. " He quicklystood up and admired the womanly legs. He didn't want to admit it, but hewas definitely turn on seeing the legs this close, getting to touch them,feel them. But he didn't feel the pressure that normally accompanies himgetting hard, no, he felt a warmth growing, a need, a wetness. He stoppedto get a better look at the legs. "This is totally surreal." As hestudied the legs. "A mirror!" He quickly shot to his bedroom where he hada full sized mirror bolted to the wall. He had never. I settled down ina little quiet bar with a classic old black-and-white porno movieplaying on the TV. I was propositioned by several women, but theydidn't really turn me on so I turned them down.I nice-looking woman set down at the bar across from me. She was alittle older than me, probably in her mid-thirties. She didn't looklike a hooker. She looked nice. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Iwent over and set next to her. Her name was Alicia. She didn'tproposition me. We just had a nice.