. When I finally broke the kiss and sat her down on her feet, Christy looked around the room and gasped.“Oh. My. God. This is the biggest bedroom I have ever seen,” she exclaimed. “This is bigger than my entire apartment.“How many closets do you have?” she asked.“Hey,” I asked, “what happened to ‘take me to bed NOW,’” I asked. “Do I need to go find a two-by-four?”“Oh, poo,” she retorted, “Don’t be a spoilsport. If this is going to be where I’m living, I need to know where my closet is.”I just. . I wasn’t sure if I could accept ... seeing how much pain you were in.”Mindy said before actually meeting me, she used to dream about the guy she would meet, and how wonderful it would be, how happy everyone would be, like in a fairy tale. She had never considered how difficult it might be for “the guy” the lady had told her about.“I had a foolish school-girl fantasy you would be a knight in shining armor who would ride in on a white horse, scoop me off my feet and we would be happy ever.Read More
