She was a cracker, and I didn’t think that it was entirely due to the expert use of theatrical make-up.I reluctantly left the theatre and slowly wal...ed back to my flat, just enjoying being out and about on my day off. While my dinner was in the oven, I looked up Cecily on the Internet. A bit of harmless online stalking is always a pleasant challenge – it’s amazing how much personal information you can find out, and it always reinforces my wish to stay away from the cookie-setting data-mining. And I had downed quite a few beers during the course of the night. I didn't particularly feel drunk, but I guess I was a little buzzed. So they convinced me to stay.When we got to their apartment Jen gave me sheets and a pillow for the couch and they disappeared into the bedroom. I could tell by their mood that they were not going to be sleeping.I took off my clothes and changed into the sweats and tee shirt that Andy had loaned me. I settled onto the couch and started watching television. It. ‘I couldn’t have done that just a few hours ago, Sandi. Now, I want to kiss you over and over. I can’t wait to see what’s hiding in this body now. No matter where our lives take us, I want you to know that you will always hold a spot in my heart and mind.’ Now it was my turn to tear up. When I tried to reply, she held up her hand. ‘Don’t say anything,’ she said, ‘or I’ll start crying. Just know that I’ll be thinking of you as I go to sl**p tonight. Oh, and be sure to pick me up tomorrow.’ ‘I. I grabbed an arm full of the clothes that lay on the couch beside her, but I wasn’t able to lift the load off the couch because Olivia grabbed my arm.“You can take care of that later,” she said, as she held on to my arm. “Right now, I need you to take care of me.”Olivia began to unbutton her blouse as I sat on the edge of the couch, pushing my pile of clothes to the side. She stripped out of her blouse and unfastened her bra, holding it in place with one hand while sliding the spaghetti straps.