.A cool breeze blows across the bed and you begin to stir. It's a sunnySaturday morning, with the streets below coming to life, people havingcoffees a...nd pastries, picking up papers and aspirin, maybe off for a dayat the seaside or retail therapy. The room is dark, the blinds rattlegently in the morning air and as you wake you feel the soft material ofthe babydoll and snug panties and let your hand wander, enjoying thefabrics caresses. You always sleep well when you wear something soft. What have I done? I made love to him. What the hell was I thinking? Looking back on it, I guess it's not surprising that it had happened. I had been a girl, after all, and I had been feeling what a girl would feel. It was probably natural that the bond of friendship I had shared with Nathan became something more. I'm able to put it in perspective now, but at the time I was utterly horrified by what I had done. There were all kinds of crazy thoughts around in my head. Thoughts that only. I just was trying to show you how it isn't fair for Karen to get you to walk her home on my day." You know, Denise, I really thought you and Karen had worked all of this out before. I think I told you that it makes me uncomfortable to see you two acting this way." She started it. We had it all worked out before, except now she has lunch with you almost everyday, plus, she asks you to walk her home when it's my day." I can see what you're saying now, Denise. I didn't see it the right way before.. For another, this is her idea, and if you offer to sleep on the futon, she’ll think you don’t want to get into bed with her. You really don’t want to offend her, do you?’ ‘No, of course not. But is she expecting me to be a gentleman and offer?’ ‘Duh! She just as good as said she was going to sleep in the same bed as you! What are you thinking?’ ‘I’m thinking I’ve got a cracked pelvis and broken arm and leg, even though they’ve been fixed.’ ‘Well, don’t be an idiot. Share the bed and let her.