Are you saying that Anita and I drain energy from you? He turned back to me before he got his answer, and the look on his face said he wasn't happy with the show Jean-Claude was putting on. Richard held his hand out to me. Claudia looked across the room at me. It couldn't be kept up forever, but for awhile.
And I felt, heard, knew, that underneath the lust was sorrow, and an almost certain knowledge that he might never get to do this again, once my head cleared. You really don't. Lust would have been embarrassing, but logical. That somewhere in the pain I'd let go of both of them.
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