“Yes, I’ll be your friend. I wish it could be different, but you’ve always been a good friend and always told me the truth. Would you hug me, pl...ease?”We got up, and we hugged, our bodies pressing into each other.“That feels really good.”“We can hug as much as you like, but that’s pretty much the limit.”“Is it OK to kiss you?”“So long as it’s a friendly kiss, yes.”She kissed me softly and briefly on the lips.“Best friends, Bethany?”“Best friends, Steve.”I hugged her again and headed home.. He was dressed in white athletic shoes, jeans, and his maroon lettermans jacket. He stopped, looking first at Alicia, then around the kitchen. Hi, he said. Whens supper? Alicias smile faded slightly. Im sorry, she said. I was so busy I didnt get around to making a meal tonight. Ill make one tomorrow evening, though. I promise. He gave her a kind of a blank look, then said, Im beat. Coach had us lifting weights and doing gymnastics for two hours. Wouldnt even let us in the pool. Said weve gotta. Mom: can I ask you one question? Don’t take it other way.Me: laxmi….I ‘m your husband now .You should not hide anything from me .Ask itMom:do you know what yesterday was and why did not I come to your roomMe: thinking for a while .Then “I thought you were angry at me and that is why you slept with dad yesterdayMom: (weeping) yesterday is my marriage day and that is why it is such important to me to spend time with my husband .You did not understand even this and I think you even didn’t remember. Then she breaks the hug and moves away, turning around to walk back to the set… Alex plants a firm smack on her behind and she lets out a cute little yelp, hop/skipping into the air as a result of the slap (the surprise, not the force of it).She moves back to the bed, climbing up onto it – crawling over various dark stains on the mattress, turning around and facing us, up on her knees, her thighs spread wide. She’s smiling, a sense of excited anticipation about her.She begins to remove the.