Selena said, “It sounds reasonable to me.”“Why wasn’t I enough for her? She was everything to me,” Guy asked slumping down.Selena said, “T...ose kinds of questions will drive you crazy. The Lord knows that I’ve spent more than one evening at home wondering why men aren’t attracted to me. I know that I’m not what most men consider to be a pretty woman, but I’m not truly ugly.”“You’re a fine looking woman,” Guy said.Selena said, “Bullshit. I’m big boned and hefty looking.”“So? You’ve got a. .. but I love her, she will be my wife!« »Be sure that you prevent her from pregnancy before that happy occasion!«, I reminded the lad and left him with a good feeling in my guts. I found Justine in the herb garden and submitted to her the task of serving my evening port tonight. If a man like me ever had favorites, in my case it must have been her. Her golden hair was organised in two neat plaits finished with red ribbons, and her light blue eyes fired sparks like diamonds. »Is it true that. The cast will be posted on the call board Monday morning at ten o’clock. We’ll have a read-through rehearsal Monday evening and everyone is invited to attend whether your name is on the cast list or not. If you don’t want a non-speaking extra role, Jim Mason wants you on the tech crew. Everyone else, I’ll see you Monday night.”By the end of our first week of rehearsals, I was in serious lust for Traci. She was cute, sexy, talented, creative, and sexy. Did I mention that? She was also an. Utterly resistant. Not even a handle. ‘Damn. Where’d you go, Boston?’No answer’s forthcoming, so I put on a robe and go make coffee, trying tentative wishes en route. I wish I could fuck… you know, this singer, that actress. Nothing. Shouldn’t opt for small stuff anyway, in case I’m not hallucinating. Post-caffeine I shave and shower – give the vivid-dream sensation time to fade. Then I check the bedroom. The cerulean portal is still there, unyielding like before. Damn. No calls on my time, so.