I turned the music to my fave song (Knives and Pens by BVB) and I sat over there wishing I was a bird where I could spread my wings and leave this hor...rible world.Just my luck, Chris came over and sat beside me and starting looking over at me. I looked at him in a sneery look, and countinued my music. Then suddenly I felt Chris's hand on my leg."What're you doing"? I told him. I didnt like the fact that he was touching me, much less near my crotch. I told him to get his hand off me and. The point is I want to love you as a woman: One with her own needs..." Whit, look at me." she said, as she climbed off the bed and stood before him in her naked glory. "I am a woman. My needs are simple. I want you. I desire you, I love you. You can learn anything you want about me before this and there will be a lot of things that I'll still love to do, but all of that pales to what my needs are now. I need you, darling!"Whit didn't say anything. He sat up and reached over to her and grabbed. .. partner ... extra her... whatever ... steadfastly refused to return to whatever chemical oblivion she arose from. The Charlene with no clothes on had merely looked at her with concern, and stroked her brow with insubstantial fingertips, always standing at her side.As hours turned to days, Charlene had seen more of these entities-- countless more. Every person who entered her room, from medical residents to coworkers who'd visited her... everyone, without exception, had an unclothed replica. Niet van genot, maar meestal als mijn vriendin Inge zich zo uitslooft heeft ze zin in een romantisch avondje. En hoewel dat vaak afgesloten wordt door seks, was ik op dit moment alles behalve in de stemming, en ik wist al helemaal niet of ik de energie ervoor zou hebben. Maar toen ik door liep naar de keuken, om haar in elk geval even hallo te zeggen, en me te verontschuldigen, hapte ik even naar adem. Soms ontvangt ze me dan in een stijlvolle avondjurk, of ooit zelfs in een ondeugend setje,.