.the thing is, andI don't mean you at all, 'cause you are the most wonderful lady I evermet, but most people who want you to make something of yoursel...f mean theywant you to make yourself something different from who you really are.And the one thing I've been since I been on the streets is something noone else wants me to be."Sharon smiled to make sure he knew she was on his side."That's not the same thing as something you want to be," she said."But that's just it, kind, sweet, smart, beautiful. "She didn't respond once again and I went to my room to study for my Calculus test. It was hard to concentrate since I knew my Natalie was really upset about something. At dinner she was very quiet, which was unusual for her. She was always so cheerful and telling us about her friends and teachers. I looked over to her but she just kept her face down barely eating as my parents shared small talk.The next day at school I noticed people looking at me funny and whispering things. I was puzzled but. “Not from that—?” “No, the cancer took her. Breast.” He looked thoughtful, like he was remembering. “We were married 35 years.” “I’m sorry to hear.” “Yeah.” He drank, looking over the cup at John. “She passed four years ago. You want to go to my place? “Okay,” John said, and as they got up, "Listen, I don’t want to kiss and cuddle. I only want sex, y’know?” “Sure. I’m okay with it.” In the parking area behind the coffee place Al said, “You want to follow me? It’s not far.” “Sure,” John said.. I can tell by the way you look at me that you like what you see. Suddenly the train pulls out of the station with a jolt-you are knocked slightly off balance-I reach under your jacket and around your waist to steady you pulling you close to me. I look into your eyes and without saying a word-I ask you if I should remove my arm-you give no indication that you want me to remove my arm so I continue to bring you closer to me, caressing your back with my hand. With my other hand I d**** my coat.