She movedto the big leather couch where Phillip and I sat to watch movies. Icould see her head, but was really focused on dinner as I continued tojabb...r while I put the finishing touches on my casual masterpiece.I put everything on the table, turned down the lights, lit the candles,and then went to the couch to get Courtney.She was sound asleep.My first gentle nudges didn't rouse her. Even saying her name didn'twork. I guess if you can sleep in a noisy hospital while you're oncall, you can. And left her door open. She made herself comfortable on her bed, then slowly began to strip off her clothing. When her naked body was fully unveiled, she started to touch her breasts. Her nipples immediately became erect, and when she touched them she felt a surge of energy between her legs. She moved one hand down to her aching pussy and rubbed a finger over her clit. A wave of pleasure coursed through her body. She kept one finger on her clit as she slid another into her now very wet hole. It. At this point I'm full of emotions; Angry, confused, hurt, betrayed, and honestly, somewhat turned on."This is bullshit! I want you to get the fuck out of here NOW!" I yelled and started to get up.What happened next is somewhat 'fuzzy'...He didn't get up, he didn't yell, he didn't try to cause a fight. He started to say something, and I barely heard half of the first word "first" and things went sort of blank.The next thing I remember is 'coming to' in my bedroom to the sound of a man talking. Would I have tried to change your mind? Would I have even gone to your room? I've struggled with this issue.In the years that followed, I often tried to call, about once a month, after my workout, to see how you were doing. I always felt your reaction was tentative; uncertain of my intentions and what your new husband might think. I asked you if you wanted me to leave you alone, but you never told me to.I remember how awkward it was. I would call "person-to-person" and have to drop $ 3.50 worth.