..that was so fucking horny! I'm sorry, Chris!"It seemed such a guilty thing to say when both of us had been in heaven! She didn't need to apologize t...o me! I eased my weight to the side, and Annie moved in to hug me. Suddenly, her body shook as she just burst into tears."Oh God...I miss him so much! Greg, I miss you! Why did you have to go like that?"Annie was sobbing in my arms; it was not ordinary crying, this was clearly from the heart! Annie was really hurting, and I didn't know what to. All they do is talk about you amongst themselves and often it's what they do with you during your various times together."But to truly answer why you for why do I care, I care because I always did feel something for you, but I couldn't see past Lindsey at the time to give you a fair chance. And you were right at the time, that wouldn't have been fair to you if I had forced myself to, but after I lost Suzan I started to realize that I never really gave either of you a fair chance and I realized. My boyfriends never complained, in fact sometimes I wondered that's why they stayed with me. I would look forward to letting them shave it for me before we had sex. I felt nervous because of that and because I have never really been naked in front of Lori and her girlfriend, or Greg for that matter. Greg held my hand and lifted me off my knees and guided me to their bed. Both Lori and her girlfriend gave me no choice by stripping me free of my bathing suit. Before I knew it, I stood there. “Who took your pictures?”“Olga. You know, one of the artists you interpreted for, the one who speaks English quite well, the one who checked you out for me while making sure your Russian was up to her own standards. And who then agreed to photograph me for you once she’d met you and made sure of you.”I laughed, “And you met her as a building inspector?”She smiled, “No, as a hanger-on of art circles. That was my minor in college, art history. But I hate poverty, so I work protecting the health.