To put it simply, I guess I have spent too many years alone."Erik reached out his hand and tentatively placed it on Christine's shoulder, giving her a... gentle squeeze to capture her attention. When she finally met his eyes, he saw a deep and abiding sadness in them. He sighed, amazed at how quickly their bliss had transformed into this tormented state of affairs."My God! What kind of life has she known?" Do you want to tell me about it? If you are not ready to speak of it, I understand. Just. ”“No, go get him personally.”John shrugged as he answered, “Okay, I’ll go shortly.”“Please, John. Could you go, now?”John nodded and stated his agreement. “Sure, Kelly. Anything you want.”After John left the room, Kelly turned to Ed and Beth. She said, “You know that the married man she loves is John.”“Oh,” said Ed as he considered the implications of that. He asked, “Does she love all of us?”“Yes, but she’s definitely head over heels in love with John,” answered Kelly.Beth asked, “I’ve come to. And we thought it would be cool..." Too cool to tell me about it, is that it? Or, maybe 'cause you know what I think about this shit! It's shit, Jason, that's all it is, shit! You wanna see tattoos, you go to New Jersey and look at my brother! He's a fuckin' freak, but oh, he think's he's so cool, with all that ink shit all over his body! That's what you want, to look like a fuckin' gang-banger?"Everyone in the studio was looking at them, wondering how Jason was going to respond. He was. I was distracted when the chime on the door sounded. Crystal walked behind me and had the waiter wheel the trolley in. She signed his pad and thanked him politely. I hadn’t missed the look the man had dropped down her body before he left and I felt myself bristle. I scolded myself for my reaction.She wasn’t my woman to get uptight about when some random bloke appreciating her with his eyes. Like the waiter, I too had noticed that she had changed into a black bikini top and tiny, pink silk.