Laura takes Elena's wrist, and appears to be searching for a pulse. "Is she breathing?" Again, her voice is quiet, for his ears only."I, uh," he stamm...ers, embarrassed that he isn't sure. But wait, her chest is moving, and he can feel her breath against his neck. "Yes, yes she is." What happened?" A panicked Christine is standing at the top of the stairs to the pool, blocking their way out."It's okay," Laura says, letting go of Elena's wrist, and stepping forward to gently guide Christine out of. It occurred to me that I had no idea what Kenny's last name was, or even if he liked to be called Kenny. Everyone called him that though. He had to be in his fifties though, so I decided to ask."Do you like being called Kenny?" You came down here to ask me that?" No, I came looking to see if you still had any of the weekend papers, but I thought about your name when you were saying good morning, and it suddenly occurred to me I didn't know," I explained."Sure, I've got the Star and the Herald. When we first met online you were like a dream. Something distant, at arms length, ephemeral. Having you in my arms in the dream made real and I don't think I will ever get used to it or stop wanting to feel you in my arms."What's the matter? You look weird all the sudden." You ask."Nothing, I was just struck by how beautiful you are Gail." Smiling softly, I add, "Your like a dream for me. You make me feel so good. You make me laugh, smile, tingle inside. I guess I'm still in shock that a girl. Any way, my sex life since my marriage, all these years, was without much excitement. But then, since Akmez's entry into my life, I find more thrilled deep in my heart, about his acts.But the fact that I am a married woman in a respectable family, has always prevented me from succumbing into his pressure. Finally I decided to make an end to this debacle. I don't want to continue still further, with lots of confusions and hesitations in my mind. So I asked Akmez to come the next day, as my.