You did nothing wrong, and you helped when you could. Nothing here is your fault.”“No, but I can help again by letting my boyfriend help heal the ...damage.”“You can also help by treating your friends the way you always have. Pushing her can be damaging. Support her.”“I’m trying,” she says as she lets the flood gates open and starts bawling her eyes out.Moira is in an awkward position, and I can’t exactly hug her, so I give her a one-arm hug, which bends me partway over and partly turns me to. It was SO fucking hot. Just how does a girl ask her mom where she found that fucking thing in the first place though?In my mind, it never occurred to me that the post could be make-believe. I SO wanted it to be real that I decided I owed it to myself to find out for sure. So you hacked my mom’s laptop after school while she was at work. She’s smart, but not computer savvy. Her password was my name. Duh!What I found on there though! Damn, my mom’s a fucking deviant! I never ever ever EVER would. As I mentioned to Cowboy 6, the Chinese are going to be real upset about losing all of that material. What is that phrase that the Thais use?" he asked, as he handed me the mike."The Mon-sai!?" I asked with a grin."Yes, I believe that's it. I've heard it translated variously as a 'bloody period' and as a 'bad case of the ass', but I believe the first would be more appropriate for this situation," the Major said with a grin.At 2200 hrs, I made contact with the B-Detachment in Chiang Mai for our. I dearly loved this sweet man. He was all I wanted."Michael... of course you... you... wonderful man... I'll marry you. I love you and that part about letting me get away... well there's no chance of that!"I put my arms around his neck and hugged him and kissed him hard as he fumbled in his jacket pockets."Stand still and let me kiss you properly... what on earth are you searching for anyway?"Finally, he handed me the black velvet covered box. It looked like a ring box from a jeweler. My heart.