I made sure thatI didn't say anything in front of the other guys, but I want you tothink about it and maybe lay off the candy and soda a little." Than...k you," I said, even though I thought he was out of line and shouldkeep his opinions to himself.Like that he was done and started lining kids up for batting practice.It was bad enough that he said something about my weight, and even worsethat he mentioned something about my budding breast. I knew I wasdeveloping, but it wasn't like there was. My world had just come crashing down on my head. I couldn't believe it. How could I? Kathleen and I had sex five or six times a week and it wasn't, at least to her, "Near enough?" She had been cheating on me for over three years? How in God's name could she have done that and me not have a clue? I didn't even want to think about the other thing she had said, that I didn't fuck her near as well as her lover.I loved her as much as l loved life itself and thinking on it I saw that regardless of. Since we’re being so honest, I’ll freely admit I had a number of flings during the rest of my junior year and all my senior year, mostly to help me get over Eric.’ ‘Then you’re sure you’re completely over him?’ ‘Yes, completely.’ ‘You said you had a number ‘flings.’ Was I one of them?’ ‘At first I thought your were, but not to get over Eric. I’d already done that. When I first met you that Friday night at the cottage, I looked on you as a challenge, a handsome and interesting challenge – a. "Look at me, drunk in the middle of the workday." She smiled her plastic smile at me, but it seemed to have a little more warmth. She put her hand on my knee. "You don't, do you?" Her eyes looked glazed over, plastic like a doll.I looked at her, bewildered for a moment. I'd seen her do worse, she'd almost flaunted it when she and Dad were dating. I hadn't had a seizure, or even a dizzy episode like with Brandy, yet for some reason Cindy was acting uncharacteristically warmly toward me. I had my.