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Mirror, mirror on the wall.

Who's the sexiest of them all?

What do I have to do? Beg you like Alex?

Well, you're both blind, that's all.

Hang on.

I'll be with you in a second.

Handy, handy, ma 'am. Well, you see, the super was a little busy downstairs, so

he asked me to come up.

Oh, come on in.

Thank you.

Oh,

you're here to fix my mirror?

Mirror? No, wait.

No, let me see.

No, no, no, not mirror.

It says here I'm here to fix a light switch.

That's all.

Come.

That's too bad. My mirror's gone blind.

The switch is over there.

Well, I mean, if you want, after I finish your light switch, I'd be glad to

you out with your mirror.

Having problem with your tool?

My husband has a problem with his, too.

Well, what's wrong with the damn thing?

Well, my husband has a problem turning it on.

He just can't seem to get any juice going.

Oh, well, I guess there's just a short in here.

You don't seem to have that problem.

You look like you could handle a screw with no trouble at all.

Hey, look, baby.

I ain't exactly into having my mind messed with, you know what I mean?

As a matter of fact, why don't we just take these beautiful lips of yours and

put them to better use, huh? Get off me!

Oh, sure thing, honey. But we're going to go back in that mirror now and we're

going to check out this sexy body.

And if you're a nice girl, I'll even give you that free switch job for

No sense of humor, honey.

No sense of humor. I was just kidding.

Look. What kind of lady do you think I am?

Well, I'd call it the type that's all talk

and no acting.

Darling, I'm so glad you're home.

I wish the plans for my new project got that reception.

Annie, why don't you make me one of those super martinis of yours, huh? Oh,

sure, Alex.

I had your blue suit cleaned today. I thought you might want to wear it.

You remember we are going out tonight, don't you?

Like I said, it was just a short.

If your husband has any trouble getting it on, you can just call me.

Harrison? Yeah, this is Alex.

What happened with the plans on that proposal, huh? I couldn't get the damn

thing off first base.

Wow.

Looks like you have some date.

Anyone I know?

We were supposed to go out tonight.

And have some fun.

Remember fun, Alex?

Okay, I'm sorry. So I forgot. And what's so important about tonight?

Not just tonight, Alex.

We haven't had any fun since you decided to shack up with a slide rule.

What the hell do I look like anyway? A live -in maid?

Hey, listen. That slide rule has given you everything you've ever wanted. So I

don't want to hear any more bullshit about my work, okay?

Sure, Alex.

Everything but a husband.

Oh, so it's the sex stuff again, huh?

Well, if you're so hot to trot, why don't you call Handy Andy back?

I'm sure he wouldn't mind a return trip.

Look,

honey, I'm sorry, really.

It's just they got me going crazy over this new project.

Oh, Alex, I guess I'm just bored.

Hey, I almost forgot. I talked to Simone Foster about, you know, the lady with

the new boutique?

Well, you have an interview tomorrow morning.

That's great, Alex.

Oh, but you won't have any problems about me working with your boss' wife,

you?

No, I guess not.

As long as you keep putting in a good word for me.

It might even cut down on your clothing bill.

Well, look, I'd better get my ass back in gear.

I gotta finish this report.

What time is it, anyway?

It's nearly midnight, Alex.

Oh, man, time really flies when you're having fun.

You feel so good.

It's been a long time.

Come on, Chris, I have an early appointment in the morning.

Thank you.

Mrs. Foster?

Yes? Hi, I'm Christine Warren.

Oh, yes, dear.

I'll be there in a moment.

Why don't you take a look around?

Still a fairly clever Amy.

I bet you say that to all the girls, Simone.

But I'll make a deal with you. You can feel my ass up all you want for a 30 %

discount.

Honey, make it 10%. It's not worth 30.

Simone!

So, you're Alex Warren's wife.

That's right.

Well, I've always loved clothes, and I used to study fashion design before I

Alex, so...

Yes, what is it?

Giorgio Di Stefano just pulled up.

Oh, I'll be there in a moment.

Go try that red cocktail number on for me and come up front when you're done.

Okay.

Hey, don't mess me up.

Oh, Giorgio.

It's been a while.

I thought you decided to spread yourself around a bit more.

Oh, give me a break.

You know you're numero uno with me and I just got back into town anyway.

What do you think, Giorgio? Should I hire her?

Might give the place a little class, huh?

I think that she would add class to any place.

Does that mean I get the job, Mrs. Foster?

Of course, my dear Giorgio.

There's an excellent taste in women and clothes.

My congratulations on an excellent choice.

Is that dress that Alicia ordered ready yet?

Yes, of course, sir. It won't be a minute.

Well, I'm sorry, you know, the excitement, I forgot to get your name.

Christine. Christine Warren.

Well, Christine Warren, if you will permit me to, I think we should

I'd like to take you out for a drink, and I'll drive you home.

Oh, I'd love that.

But, well, I don't think I should.

I don't think Mr. Foster would like it if I left.

Why?

Of course, I don't mind, my dear.

You can start officially tomorrow morning at nine. How's that? That's

Oh, I'm so excited. I'll just run back and back and change and be back in a

Don't bother. I'm sure your husband would love to see you in that dress. Why

just wear it home?

Consider it your first fringe benefit.

Thank you.

Bye -bye.

See, Mom, where's my fringe benefit?

Come on, Amy. It's in the back room.

She's younger than me, isn't she?

You're so much more experienced.

You're so luscious.

I really have missed you, you know.

I've missed your luscious mouth.

Purple, did you do that for me? That's my favorite color.

Oh, yes, that's it, Amy, honey. Work for your 10%.

Maurice? Simone, I thought it was going to be the two of us this time.

Nicole?

What are you waiting for, darling? Put your clothes up.

Oh, fuck me, my love.

Oh, let me show you how dirty it is, Sammy.

That's your teeth.

Shame on you, Amy.

Oh,

that

does look pretty interesting.

Still scared.

Simone, you look like you're having a better time with him than you're having

with me.

Oh, you're so jealous, Amy.

This is so good.

Not as good as she used to know.

This might be better than you.

Isn't he a delicious dog?

Oh.

I still like you the best, you know.

Oh, it's so hot.

Oh, yes, baby.

You're so young, so fresh, like a new blonde.

Really, Mr.

DeSivano, I'm not that innocent.

After all, I am married.

That's wonderful. Who isn't married, my dear?

Please, call me Giorgio.

I'm having a party on Saturday.

Guaranteed excitement of all kinds.

And I'd love you to come. Oh, I'd love to. I mean, I'd love to come to your

party, but... I just don't know.

Look, if you decide to come, here's my address.

Oh, when will you be back?

Oh, I don't know. Late Saturday night, early Sunday.

Hey, Cinderella.

Hey.

That's not the dress you left in this morning.

Simone gave it to me. I got the job.

Hey, that's great. It's just what you wanted, isn't it?

Oh, and we even got invited to a party by a really rich, nice guy, customer

Simone.

Oh, only now I guess I can't go.

Well, you can go, honey.

Simone will be there, won't she?

I guess so.

Well, I won't have anything to worry about, huh?

Oh, shit.

It's getting late. I've got to get out of here.

Thank you.

You're not going to waste all that beauty on yourself, are you? Oh,

didn't hear you come on.

Well, come along, Bellissimo.

The world is waiting.

Drink? Oh, sure. I'll have a vodka martini.

Giorgio!

Be right back.

No, no, I'm not.

It'll be terrific.

The trick is, you just have to look like we're moving through the music.

You know?

Well, it sounds terrific.

I mean, people today are so obvious, aren't they?

Sex.

Sex. Sex.

Yes, of course.

Right.

You know, I suppose we ought to really go ahead and get reacquainted.

Like, who needs you, right? Well, let's stay here.

Yeah, I'd like that.

You have nice tits.

Thanks.

Sure,

any time.

Sorry, I've got to go.

Good. Oh. This is so wild.

Oh, wait. Bring me up. Bring me up. I want more.

Deeper. Deeper.

Oh. Not planning to jump in that dress, I hope.

No. I came out here to clear my head.

All those people in there and the lights and the music. It's like being inside

of a jukebox.

Yeah, Georgia really knows how to throw parties.

And that couple in there, the one that was, uh, you know.

You mean Tom and Linda.

They'll fuck any place.

Last week it was in a phone booth in Midtown.

There was a line half a block long waiting to use the phone.

Well, I didn't realize that they were friends.

Then how'd you like to take Linda's place?

Well, I... I, uh... Well, you're very attractive and all, Simone, but... You

my boss.

Ah, so there you both are.

Are you getting around anymore?

Come on, George, let's dance. Then you can use the dirty words.

What?

Well, hello.

Remember me, Mom?

You did say you wanted to fuck, didn't you? Yeah, that's right. Fuck you!

Well,

that was quick.

Or are you just taking a break?

No, I was looking for Giorgio.

I wanted to thank him for the party.

Listen, why don't you catch your breath for a minute, and I'll get you a drink,

and you can thank me. How about it? Okay.

Maybe just one, though. Then I've really got to go.

Sure.

You saved everyone.

Don't you?

Tell me I'm the only one.

You're the only one.

No, you're the only one.

imagination, do they?

If you ask me, I think they have overactive imagination.

Especially with men.

Huh? Whatever happened to romance?

You're sitting under it.

The painting. It's called Romance.

Like I said, whatever happened to romance?

Great. I take it you're not too impressed with my handiwork, are you?

I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was your painting.

I don't really know that much about art anyway.

I'm really sorry.

Don't be. Don't be.

I'm not too crazy about that one myself.

The important thing is, though, that Giorgio liked it and bought it for a

thousand bucks.

Well, it was nice talking to you, Mr., um... Crandall. Eric Crandall.

What did I say wrong?

Oh, nothing.

And everything.

You're a nice guy.

But a lousy conversationalist, right?

I have to find Giorgio, and then I've got to get out of here.

I think that was Christine, and she was looking for you.

I had the impression that she didn't want to have anything to do with us.

Oh, when I'm done with you, there's not going to be anything left to share.

Oh, listen, I thought you left.

You know, I feel like I owe you an apology, only I can't figure out why.

No, no, no, no. It's not your fault. I should have known better than to come.

I was looking for something that wasn't there.

I feel like a fool.

I come to these things, too, looking for something.

Only I never really find what I'm looking for, and I usually lose a little

of myself each time in the bargain.

Tell you what, if you're leaving, would you like to come to my place to see my

etchings? That sounds like artist talk for the same thing.

No, seriously.

I don't want you to think that that's the only kind of work I do.

So I figured... Well, I don't know, Eric.

I don't mean to twist your arm much, but it's not often I meet somebody at these

orgies I can actually talk to.

I'll throw in a fresh cup of coffee and an art appreciation lesson about it.

You drive a hard bargain, Mr. Crandall. How could I refuse?

All right. Listen, I don't even know your name.

Oh, it's Christine. Christine Warren.

Oh, after you, Christine Warren.

Wait.

Catch.

Good job.

Catch.

No.

I'm gonna grab my committee against him. Come on, fuck it.

Gee, you know, it's been such a long time since I've been around any kind of

art. Oh, your husband won't let you out?

Can't say I blame him.

What makes you think I'm married?

Oh, I don't know.

ESP, maybe.

Or it could be that red mark on the third finger of your left hand.

I'm having it fixed, and anyway, it's none of your business.

Hey, all that hostility.

Haven't even tasted my coffee yet.

Look, Christine, I don't mean to come across like some kind of private eye.

Just that I thought it was kind of funny, you not wearing your ring and

the party all by yourself.

In case you haven't figured it out by now, Eric, I'm not like those people at

that party.

I don't know what I am.

Christine,

take a look at that painting.

What do you feel when you look at it?

I think kind of a lonely feeling.

Uh -huh.

Christine, you are just like that painting.

You are bright, beautiful, lonely.

That's what you are.

What makes you such an expert?

Christine, I painted a bright, beautiful, and lonely painting, didn't

Where do you think I got the inspiration?

I don't understand.

It's me.

It's me, Christine.

Bright, funny on the outside, lonely on the inside.

It's me, Christine.

And it's you.

Oh, Eric, maybe you're right.

I just need to be touched and held, to feel alive.

No, no, Eric, I can't. It wouldn't feel right.

I just wouldn't feel right.

What about me, Christine?

I may not feel right either, but I too need to be touched and loved.

I'm sorry, Eric. I shouldn't have come.

I'd better go.

And you're so beautiful.

And sexy.

Do you really think so, Eric?

I like to think of myself as something of an expert on women's bodies.

Even though they don't always appear pink and round on canvas.

So that's your professional opinion.

What's your personal opinion?

My personal opinion is that it's getting late.

Or early, whichever way you want to look at it.

And your husband's probably wondering what you're up to.

You're saying you want me to go.

Yeah, I guess so.

Isn't that what you said a minute ago?

I don't want to go.

I want to be with you, Eric.

Oh, that's nice.

I don't want to get too excited.

You're really beautiful.

Take as much as you can.

Do you like it?

It's the thing I can't take all the time.

Okay.

You're welcome.

Hello.

Beautiful, yeah?

Oh, Lord.

Oh,

that's good.

I didn't realize it was so late.

I got caught up in a bridge game.

Well, I just got in an hour ago myself.

They sent the company plane for me.

Boy, was that terrific, flying around in that big baby all by myself.

You have a good time?

Oh, sure.

Lots of interesting people.

Well, you just get your pretty little ass right in here. I'm feeling terrific.

You know, it went great. There's going to be lots of bright lights pretty soon.

The plans went perfect. They want me to supervise the on -site project for the

first month.

Now what do you think about your old man, huh?

Terrific, Alex.

He must be very happy.

You seem a little funny. Are you all right?

I'm just a little tired, I guess.

I'm not used to all the nightlife.

Don't let it bother you. I'm only gonna be gone for a month.

Everything's still okay between you and Simone, isn't it?

The job's fine.

I really like it.

Everything's okay.

Well, then why don't you move a little closer, huh?

That was just like, just like old times, eh, Chris?

We loved and we laughed.

The city was our own private carousel.

I never felt more free or happier.

Munching a hot dog in the park was as exciting as eating at the fanciest

restaurant. The days passed in a delicious whirl of sights, sounds, and

I was a woman for the first time.

I also became an expert liar.

Alex would call, full of his work as always.

I'll try not to miss you, I'd say.

Don't worry, Alex. I'll be fine.

The carousel began to slow down.

Eric became irritable and moody.

He began to drink.

I eventually found out he was in love with one of his models.

That climaxed too soon to keep that up.

My turn.

The affair continued, and I became more and more unimportant for him.

Later on, I learned that he was going to marry her.

It was sad.

I still loved and cared for him.

A little deeper?

How's that?

A little deeper?

How's that? Oh,

Jesus.

I love

this

position.

Give me your legs.

I love this.

How do you like it?

Put it in again.

Put it in.

Right there.

That posing over there and you staring at me has made me hot as hell.

Sure, babe.

What you want, when you want it.

Is that it? Go ahead.

What's wrong with you, Eric?

I'm just sick and tired of doing what you want to do, when you want to do it,

your old man's money.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving for Italy in a week.

I've been offered a grant for a year, and God damn it, I'm going to take it.

Why didn't you tell me?

Doesn't what we have mean anything to you? Anything at all?

And what have we got, Christine, huh?

What? A nice little interlude till your husband gets back?

Look, you know that when Alex comes back, I'm asking him for a divorce.

I mean that.

Save your breath, Christine, huh? Just save it, okay?

Now it's time to play executive's wife again.

No, corny either. No, that wasn't funny, was it?

I know, you don't like cigar smoke. Can we go in the other room, Warren? Sure.

We'll leave you ladies without smoke.

Man, they're all alike.

They talk a damn good game, but that's as far as it goes.

All except your show.

Mm, small.

Still can't forget that party, can you, honey?

Well, you didn't exactly look bored, did you?

Oh, my, Christine, I'm disappointed.

I would have thought you would have picked up a few things with Eric.

Eric?

What Eric?

Oh, come on, dear. You really are naive, aren't you? He's been pulling that

sincere artist bit for years.

How did you know about me and Eric?

Oh, I all know in Georgia, of course.

He likes to keep close tabs on all his investments, women included.

You really don't think he spread that charm around for nothing, do you?

What about you two?

I mean, well, I thought...

It looked like... We were having some wild, passionate love affair.

No, darling, it's much simpler than that.

You see, we have this pleasant little arrangement.

He uses me, I use him, and everybody winds up with something.

It all sounds so ugly.

It's so impersonal.

Oh, come on, Christine, wake up.

Do you really think your affair with Eric was Romeo and Juliet?

You used him.

You seem to forget your dreamy little marriage for a while.

No, that's not true.

Christine, men are selfish and sensitive fools.

Look, remember that box I brought with me? Well, it's a smashing new dress that

came in this evening after you left. And it's in your size.

Let's go see how you look in it.

That'd be nice.

The bedroom is in this way.

Even better.

We should take these off. We don't want a panty line now.

No, no, we shouldn't.

You have to stop, Simone.

Oh, no, my darling, we can't stop now.

I've waited too long.

You're so luscious.

He shouldn't.

Is that right?

Wow, it'll be so good.

Well, I don't know what the hell to do here. You know, it's been so long since

I've played chess. Must be since I was about another kid.

It's so sweet.

Oh,

Christ. That's no fun.

Very good.

Very, very good.

Well, it sounds like the ladies are enjoying each other.

Oh, yes, yes. My wife, Christine, is very fond of Simone.

Very fond.

Oh. From what I hear, fond would be quite an understatement.

Would you like me to just keep going down?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, it's a great time inside.

Deep inside. Oh.

Oh, yes. Oh.

Oh, deep. Let me open up for you.

Oh.

That's so nice, baby.

Oh, that feels so good, doesn't it?

Oh, that's so nice.

Oh, you like it? Oh, yes.

Oh, your pussy feels so good.

I'll be with you in a moment.

No problem.

Oh, sure, Jill.

I, uh... Well, Simone's at a fashion show, and she won't be back till later

afternoon. I have a number here where she can be reached if you want.

It's a gift.

Simone left it for me, and I think you know where it is. Yes, it's right over

here. I'll get it for you.

Hmm, very pretty.

I'm sure Miss Whoever will love it.

If not, she could bring it back.

Do I detect just the smallest amount of jealousy?

Jealousy? Me?

Jealous? Why should I be jealous?

You're obviously quite free to buy dresses for whomever you want, Mr.

DiStefano. Oh, now it's Mr.

DiStefano, is it?

Well, Mrs. Warren, when I buy a dress for whomever, I'd like to see it modeled

properly. So please do it. Now.

Very well. If you like, I'll model the best for you.

It's nice.

It's very nice.

I'm glad you like it, Mr.

Stefano. I presume that whoever you'll be giving it to will have enough up

to carry it off.

I'm sure that whoever wears that dress won't make it look half as good as you

do, Mrs. Warner.

Kiss me.

Oh, George, you're not here.

Why not here?

Somebody might walk in.

Nobody's going to walk in.

You are now officially on lunch break.

Giorgio, I can't. Go away. Oh, but you can.

No.

Why?

Not here.

Right here.

Beautiful.

Oh, George.

Your beautiful breath. I knew you would.

Come here.

Come here.

George.

This is a little too risque. Oh, no, no. Yes, it is.

It's a risque business.

Enjoy your lunch.

Sweet as I know you, babe.

Oh, Joshua.

Joshua.

I don't know, I feel good like that.

You do?

Take your time as deep as you can.

Don't know.

This is made for. I like it.

Hold your arms.

Long, strong.

I think lunch is almost over.

Again sometime What

a

wonderful idea boutique whorehouse Just the thing for those slow

periods

And to think that you thought it up all by your sweet little self.

A dress from a lady, a piece of ass for her man.

You filthy... Jesus,

lighten up.

Come on, it was my fault.

How could anything be your fault?

You can't help yourself.

You just have to fuck anything that moves.

It's time you find yourself another hunting ground.

And it's for you, bitch. You're fired!

Lieutenant? Is Mr. Warren calling?

No.

Thank you.

Dean. Yes, good to hear from you.

I was expecting you to call.

I'd love to see you.

I'm sorry your afternoon at the boutique was no bed of roses either.

For that, all I can do is offer you my deepest apologies.

I lost control.

Can you forgive me?

Giorgio, it was wonderful.

I was as much to blame as you were.

I can always find another job.

The job is nothing. I can find you a dozen jobs within an hour.

There's the problem of your husband.

Simone is his boss's wife, and she is not one to forgive and forget.

I don't care, Giorgio. I'm not going back to Alex.

It's for you, Geruchel.

Only for you.

At last, we can make love the way we've wanted to.

Slowly and deliciously.

Take all the time we want.

What's wrong, George? Well,

I'm going off to Europe, you know that, and I'd better get going. I didn't

realize it was so late.

Take me with you, please.

I'm going for a month.

What will your husband say?

Let me worry about that.

Alex is intelligent.

I think he'll understand.

Besides, I couldn't bear it. I couldn't stand to be alone. Not now.

Well, we couldn't have you running the streets now, could we?

Thank you, Giorgio. Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our festivities to begin.

Those with the high cards will be the master or the mistress, and those with

low cards, they're humble and obedient slaves.

You look like a nice slave here.

Yes, you have a low card.

I need a mistress with a high card.

Why don't you check out our toys over here? The mistress will be glad to show

you.

Play a few games.

And you, sir, let me see your card.

Ah, master.

I have just the thing for you, a little girl. Do you like little girls? Come

here, little girl. Let me see your card.

Yes, a little girl. Come here, little girl.

I thought you were.

Why don't you go show our baby?

What is your card, sir?

I got a queen.

You have a queen. Oh, that means you'd like to be dressed up like a queen,

maybe? Come on, we have some nice things you'd like.

A wig, a dress, a bra.

Don't you love to put your tongue right there?

Yeah.

Love to.

Love to what?

Do you like me to feel your titties?

I said, do you like me to feel your titties?

Yes. Yes who?

Yes, master.

I'm your master. You always call me master when I talk to you.

Would you like some candy, little girl?

Yes, master.

And smell it.

Yeah. It smells so sweet. It tastes so good.

And you have to smell it. Yes. Oh, yes.

Oh, look at it. Look how pretty.

I said look.

Oh.

That's nice, slave.

You're going to look so cute.

Yes, you're going to be so good -looking for all the boys.

Yes, Mama. Come on, you're dressed.

Come on. Oh,

you look so sweet.

Don't be hurt.

Good job.

That

do

good?

I said, did that feel good? Yes, man!

Do you like it?

Uh -huh. Uh -huh what?

Uh -huh.

Yeah.

You better not forget again or else I'm going to whip you. I'm going to whip

your butt.

You want me to fuck you?

That tastes good.

Hmm?

I can't hear you.

But your tongue right there.

I've got it.

May the best bless her.

It's tight.

Beg now.

I can't hear you. What is the matter with you now?

Beg to stop that flippin' slave.

You're so good.

Yes.

Taste this pussy.

That's it. Come on, little girl.

Suck my pussy.

Come on. You can do it. That's it. Suck that pussy.

Oh, yes.

Drink it.

Stick your tongue all the way in. Now lick that clit. Come on, lick my clit.

That's it.

Right there. That's the thing.

Oh, baby, slide your cock meat in there, pussy.

It'd be better if you caught me than me, you slave.

Oh, my sweet slave.

Come here.

Give me that gun.

I want you to be on a fucking parlor.

Yeah.

Come on, you cunt.

That's it. Fuck a real pussy.

Know how it feels. That's it. I want all your...

Christine? Christine?

Chris?

Chris, I've been calling all day.

Dear Alec, I haven't the courage to tell you this in person, so I'll have to

tell you this way.

I know your job means a great deal to you.

It has given me things I never expected to have, but it has taken away what I

wanted more than anything.

To be loved.

I have to go.

I don't know any other way.

I hope you'll understand.

Christine.

Oh, Elaine, am I glad to see you.

Where's Giorgio?

Mr. De Sofano asked me to extend his regrets.

He had to leave earlier than expected.

Where? Where'd he go?

I can join him wherever he is.

Mr. De Sofano, uh, well, he feels it'd be better off if you didn't join him.

But he did ask that I see you safely home, that I give you this.

I came back.

Yes, Chris.

You came back.

Will you help me put my bags in the bedroom, please?

I think

you

should keep them right where they are.

Packed and ready to go.

Alex.

I... I... Yes, Christine.

You're leaving.

With me.

We're going away together.

On a long vacation.

I owe you that, Chris.

I owe both of us that.

I've been such a fool. I've been such a blind fool.

I'm the fool, Alex.

I'm so ashamed.

So ashamed.

Can you understand, Christine, that I only wanted what was best for us?

I guess it only turned out good for me.

I'm sorry.

Can you ever forgive me, Christine?

I'm the one that needs forgiving.

For being so selfish.

Thinking the world revolved around me.

That only my needs were important.

Can we start over again?

Someplace with a beach and sun and fresh air.

For a...

a week, a month, however long it takes.