Mom, insteadof sinking further into her own funk, came over and comforted me. Shemoistened some paper towels and carefully cleaned off my face. "Don't... worry Joan, it's going to be all right." A few minutes later,having calmed down, I began putting everything away. There would be nodinner this evening. I had the love of my mother, the love of Sam, yetthis overwhelming sense of emptiness surrounded me. Would it ever goaway? Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that all of this was myfault. It. The sight he saw shocked him a moment as he watched, at least, fifteen women running down the sidewalk toward a man who had his back to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his shoulder each with an expectant look on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the women, the man at his window could hear several of them groan in disappointment. Undeterred they moved on in mass towards the next male.Shaking his head he sat and started his computer, deciding he’d take his mind off of things for. I believe that I am supposed to be here for some reason. It’s like I am missing something in my life, and I think this may be it.”As I watched and listened to their verbal exchange, I thought to myself, ‘God, I love watching Aimee work. Sonia will soon be ours.’I followed them into the dining room and we all sat around the table nude, except for Sonia in the house shirt, talking about the day when the doorbell rang.I asked Traci to answer the door. She got up with confidence and went to answer. He then stepped back, and made his way to the edge of the pool where he climbed out and stood in front of me.Looking up at him, I noticed his strong thighs, the tattoo on his shin. He had lovely abs, not too overdone, and with the droplets of water on his chest, I couldn't resist.I got out and followed him into the changing rooms, feeling self-conscious that somehow knew why I was getting out of the pool. John walked under the shower and I stood next to him. He was staring at my body and I.