Often I would awake from a dream with tears in my eyes, sad to have left him behind. Within the privacy of my room i would fantasize, finding myself d...renching the sheets and my fingers, as they smoothly carressed my aching desire filled clitoris. For imeasurable amounts of time I would stay locked away from the world, living in my head, where I could feel my fingertips carressing his chest, quiver at the imaginary touch of his lips to mine, his hands reaching and touching me. My body quaked. She was the love of my life and picked me up out of the gutter after my divorce from Laura. I knew in one of our talks Moose would be telling me the story of him and Marsha's friends. Hard to believe he fucked all of them—they were all married.Before I went to see Moose the next day I got a call from Mike. They found the remains of a body right where Moose said it was and were going to run dental records to see if it was Jerry Stinner."Moose, didn't you feel bad about killing Jerry Stinner?". " Allow you?" she asked with shocked eyes. "Patricia... Patti..." she corrected herself. "All of us are praying for you. Sister Gabriella is beside herself. Of course we want you back, if you'll come back." Oh, yes, Sister, I want to come back!"A doctor came in and blew a gasket when he saw all the people in the room. I heard him hustling everyone out, telling them he had work to do, then he said 'Oh. Father?" Yes," came Mike's voice."Er, right, will you please go to the waiting room? I'll see. ..” Viktoriya softly said as she reached out to touch my cheek with her left hand, “ ... you must been sweet, wonderful OLDER man, too, to have such beautiful young girl do sexy dance and remove clothes as present.”“Thank you for those kind words, Viktoriya. So, you’re not upset with me, now, for saying this beautiful picture of you was... one of the most captivating pictures I have ever seen?”“Nyet, Michael,” my former blonde lover replied. She then chuckled her own rhetorical question, “How I.