In the months; they feel like they happened to someone else... except I was there... watching me do them. Doctor Jamison nods when I say these things....She says she understands what I talk about, but she can't really. No one can. Sometimes, it's like I will explode and all the pieces of me will fly apart to lay scattered on the ground. I don't know where all this will end. I think I will end some day and then things will be peaceful again.It's been three months now... three months since Mark and. “There was some sort of slow-down on the L coming home. Police had been called to the Montrose stop, and nobody was moving north until they were done. Since people kept coming into the stations, they crowded onto the car, when we began moving. I had a seat, and I stayed in it when they said we’d run express to Loyola. I changed at Morse and rode back south.”“Probably the best. Sorry to hear that. Then what happened?”“Mom cooked meat loaf, mashed, and beets. She keeps saying that I’ll get over. She was a wonderful wife and a lot of fun in bed. She was pretty uninhibited and let me do with her as I pleased sexually. Nevertheless, I was uncertain of her reaction if she found out about last night. We were newlyweds and still learning about each other. I had taken some pics of my wife, but nothing too wild. I thought about last night and wondered what her reaction would be. Sweetheart, I have an opening later this evening. Why don’t you come by and I will take some pics of you. We can go. This, as it turned out, was perfect for us. I had taken all of the extraneous stuff out of my SUV. I put in another blanket. I always have some in the car since, although we live in a desert, I often drive through the mountains. I picked her up where we usually met to leave her car, in a rather secluded parking lot. She climbed into my car and we kissed long and hard. It seemed like it had been months since we saw each other even though it had been only about a week. I asked Kelly where she.