. like... maybe we can pretend I'm your girlfriend. Wouldja like that?" Uh... like... I guess so?" I still couldn't imagine what was about to happen b...t I was looking at her speculatively. Just what did she have in mind?"C'mon then. I got a secret place over by the creek. I go there most days and... like... I pretend I'm with Billy."The fat, little girl got up from the log and took my hand in hers. We were beside a hayfield and she led me through it, our passage leaving a trail in the knee-high. Choi at nine o'clock tomorrow."I was thunderstruck at this revelation, and stammered out a reply. "S-so was I!"Now, it was Sandra's turn to appear shocked. "He fancies seeing both of you together? Isn't that interesting!" What do you think it means?" I wondered in a low voice. "Any theories?" It's hard to say," Sandra offered immediately. "But you know what? In general terms, I'm thinking that this is about bringing the two of you closer together, just as I suspected."At the time, I couldn't. I Awaken. And the horizon of my dwelling trembles with the force of it. Energy, power. Red power. It flares with the brilliance of a sweet rose wine blasted with the sun’s light and coalesces over his head. Like blood. The shape coagulates into a triangular blob, aimed directly at his emaciated flesh. Aimed at the center of his power, at his heart. Life pounds within his breast, the life of one who has walked a thousand miles on broken hopes and shattered bones. The thin, barely audible life of. If ever I wanted to take back a single word, this was it. Except that I didn’t. Watching my beautiful wife making love with my best friend’s mouth while he was crushing her nearly bare tit with his hand was the most excruciatingly, sexy thing I’d ever imagined witnessing.And then I heard the muffled moan coming from Michelle’s lips. It was supposed to be me making her moan. But this seemed different than the moans I’d heard when we were making love. It was long, drawn out, urgent…She broke away.