Look, there is no possible way that Karen would have known to signal the guy not to approach her, if she hadn't actually recognised him. So that meant... she actually was familiar with him, I kinda figured, too bloody familiar.If he had inadvertently mistaken Karen for his client? Then well ... he'd surely have approached our table and then Karen would have informed him of his mistake. There certainly was no need to keep that a secret from me; Karen and I could have had a good laugh over it!But. . eventually, you need to consider letting yourself off the hook for that, Aedan. He gave his life to protect you, so you could live, not be a broken shell who never loves again. He would not want you to be alone forever, to live your life lonely. Don't make a farce of his sacrifice."Unable to speak, he had one tear leaking down his cheek, and I squeezed his hands softly. He gripped my hands with all his strength, nodded, and then curled up on his bedroll. I didn't let go of his hand until it. Boy, he thought--the whole bunch of them ready to fuck at a minute's notice; husbands and wives and blood relatives. He wished now that he had a couple of other sisters, younger ones that he and his father could teach to screw. His mother came back into the room, high color in her cheeks, wearing the towel around her hips again.He said, "You think I ought to put anything on?" She shook her head. "I'm just a little embarrassed at your father seeing me naked with our son. I'll get over it before. Perhaps that was one reason why she attracted men (and lovers) like flies. She had married Richard seven years ago, almost entirely because of his money and the security and life style he could give her. They weren't filthy rich, but they lived comfortably in one of the nicer neighborhoods and she drove a BMW and relaxed by the swimming pool Richard had had installed just for her. But Richard was a rather conventional lover and Tracy grew bored rather easily.She had started having affairs less.