"It is going to snow any day now. Oh, stop it! I am such a coward! Just tell her already," his own wandering thoughts beginning to irritate him."Chris...tine, I do believe in my inexperience that I have neglected to tell you something, something very important."He took her left hand in both of his and rubbed his thumb over the kid leather glove, which covered his ring on her finger. He looked deeply into her eyes and allowed all of the love he felt for her to shine through his eyes."Christine. Day 77:Mr. Simms had one of the Sound Dept. guys put together this voiceanalyzer thingie for me to use. He had me download it on my laptop andI play it every night for a while before turning in. I put on theheadphones I used to use when I was gaming. "Gaming?" Hah! No timefor that anymore! The headsets have a microphone boom and are supergood at blocking out external noises. I get the voice analyzer thingierunning and it has me speak all these phrases. It then runs the soundof my voice. I soon wanted to meet Anne in the flesh, so to speak, but we lived on different ends of the country. It wasn’t until I was asked to attend a meeting in my company’s Los Angeles office that I realized that my opportunity to meet this new focus of my sexual desires just might be coming to fruition.I convinced Anne to Skype with me to make arrangements to meet for lunch near her hospital after my flight from Baltimore to LA. While I had her on Skype, I asked her to treat me to a slow strip tease.. ’ She grinned and walked up to him stumbling slightly. She slid his coat off his broad shoulders and then slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. She looked up to him, his brilliant green eyes boring into her as she finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. She gasped as she looked at the thatch of black hair over his chest, the firm muscles and his flat slightly ridged abs as she worked her fingers into opening his pants. ‘Boots,’ he rumbled as she stroked the large bulge.