One step.The second step had me tearing up from the pain.The third was better. Rationally I could understand that the leg with full cast would be wors.... Emotionally, I didn't like it one bit.I was halfway down the row, after spending ten minutes getting that far, when I heard a familiar voice."I didn't think he'd be walking yet." Motivation. Thanks for telling me about your daughter."I yelled across the room, "Theresa, thanks for sending me to the devil!" Keep at it, lover boy," the physical. So i went set a couple of rum n coke . I need it to go take a leak since we were drinking. he had the door of the bathroom semi close i went in and apologize but i really need to leak and he said "sure come in" While i was doing my thing he came out of nowhere and got closer to my ear and tells me " you know i'm gay right ? i nervously answer " i had an idea that u were more interested in guys more than females but that your choice" i kept my cool even when i was so stunned that he came out. But there is no break, there is not even a slight tear in the fabric of our connection. And so the pain is harsh, irregular, erratic in magnitude and measure. The slightest sensation can be its trigger-an image, a scent, a touch, real or imagined. Even my most buoyant of moods is subject to the quick stab of memory, like a slap across the face. Nights and mornings-the worst times for distant lovers. I lie in bed in the evening, unable to sleep. The evening drifts into the early hours of. " "We went to the bathroom," Samantha said, "You girls know us; we typically travel together!"The rest of the girls got a giggle out of that and Jessica said they had to get back to the hotel so they could get ready for dinner that night. Everyone washed the sand off themselves, got dressed, and drove back to the hotel. Back at the hotel, Samantha told Hannah: "Now I see why you wanted to pee on me, Hannah. It's so warm and exhilarating!" Hannah just smiled and kissed Samantha. The girls then.