Was I in love? What the hell is love, anyway? Is it sex, orgasms that make my mind twist into wrinkles of total confusion? Jon came close to being the...man my late husband, Ted was. I say close, knowing this may hurt him because he will read this story, too. Just a fact, a few dates, meetings, some wonderful lovemaking do not substitute for over two decades of living and growing with someone you know you love. Ted and I had that magic background, over two solid years of just being friends and. It placed no stress upon me. I didn't seelet alone hear the shows. Its merely being 'on' provided me somedistraction. I sipped my perfect Tequila and put it back on the sidetable.I felt lousy. I hadn't gone to the gym in several months; I felt how Ilooked. I hardly ever saw my friends now; did they remember me? My lifehad been reduced to the slavery of running a company and beingresponsible for...for EVERYTHING!!!I FUCKING HATE IT!!!I got up and stormed into the dining room. It was immaculate.. Jamie rubbed his temples in frustration, it seemed his hopes of not being a helpless witch’s puppet were entirely unfounded, when a beep and a blinking icon on his screen alerted him to the fact Helena’s phone was ringing. He put his earphones on and clicked the icon just as Helena answered her phone. The voice on the other end was that of Sonya Mitchell, a tall brunette from the cheerleading squad that had the same ideas on ‘proper behavior’ as Helena. ‘Ohmahgawd, I can not beeeeeelieeeeve. Christina had helped me out with my shyness and had encouraged me a lot, but it seemed like she too had some issues that needed resolving and I hoped she would let me help her out to. Hey! She said opening the door only enough to stick her head out. Hey! You said you wanted to see me? Yea come on in, I got a surprise for you! What is it? I said coming into the house. As soon as I walked in she closed the door behind me. I turned around to see her standing there in a bath robe. My parents are.