I don’t think I did either. We numb ourselves. We lie to ourselves. We live in denial. Whatever you want to call it. But when you kissed me at the b...ar, all the denial just melted away. I didn’t even know how to deal with it. That’s why it took me so long to see you or even talk to you. I had so much to sort out.’ ‘I had so much to sort out too. Only I didn’t know the answers to any of it until I saw you.’ We just hugged. Already skin to skin, already naked flesh pressed against naked flesh, we. Now I was happier (really) and did not gripe about it nearly as much. Of course, when the topic of beautiful ladies came up, whether celebrity-types or people we knew, or random passers-by, I would certainly join in, and my lust for busty bimbos was still very real. Mike and I often had sat next to each other before our fling started, but now it was practically 100% of the time, just out of habit, I suppose.One Saturday night we were out at a bowling alley with a big group of friends, There. Butguys ... guys are complicated and they say they want the whore but whenthey get her things change. It's complicated. The short answer is yes,I would have married him early on in the relationship if he had asked.In the end I'm glad he didn't.Q. You have quite a sense of humor. Did that come from reflecting onyour diary or would your friends call you entertaining?A. I've received a ton of email about the diaries. Most of it is fromreaders who either compliment my writing or feel bad for. ‘I’m freezing out here, and my feet are hurting after all that walking. I could do with a sit down.’ A further protest was on Kate’s lips, but she realised it was futile, she was outnumbered. They went in. The small foyer was equipped with a box office and nothing else except more displays of the show. ‘How much is it?’ Kate asked. Dirk shook his head. ‘No, no, not this time. We insist, this is an Amsterdam Dutch treat. We pay for you.’ Kate began to protest. ‘We made an agree…..’ Jam put his.