I don't remember what we talked about during dinner, but I remember his voice. It was soft and melodic. He was like a serpent who hypnotizes his prey ...efore he strikes and I was the small mouse about to become his next victim. He held my hands and kissed my palms. He caressed my leg and my back. He stroked my hair. After we were finished we sat for a while talking. The music was slow. Dave got up and held out his hand to me. I took his hand in mine and he led me to a dance floor. It was only. At least she had the courtesy to tell me in advance, right? That being said, I really didn't know what to do. Telling her not to go to Boston was out of the question--those of you who have ever tried to tell a teenager not to do anything understand what I mean. I couldn't tell her to go either; no matter how much part of me wanted her up there, the rest of me cared too much for her to have her leave behind all she had here for me.As I was moving into my new Boston apartment the next day, I came. More

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