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298endure that,%u201d he said and stroked her face.%u201d%u201cI didn%u2019t. To be honest, I fucking-well loved it. I was totally addicted. I had an internal struggle like no other to stop, and instead, live this lifestyle now. I have not had sex for four years to build up my business and not be tempted to return to the Convent.%u201d%u201cWell done. I think this work suits you better.%u201d He told her.%u201cWhat? Better because I am not desirable?%u201d She asked, frowning, but then broke into a smile as she was teasing.%u201cYou had me there,%u201d he said.%u201cDo you think less of me?%u201d She asked.%u201cNo. To the contrary. You are formidable as well as pretty, a beautiful singer, desirable, and with a generous well meaning heart.%u201d He told her.%u201cThank you. What will you do now to rise up from this well of grief and of loss. Life goes on until it ceases for all of us. No one escapes.%u201d She said.He shrugged. %u201cI have a blow-up bed we could put in here and another duvet and pillows?%u201d She asked. %u201cStay.%u201d%u201cMay I? I can%u2019t stand the thought of going home. Forgive me...%u201dHe burst out in uncontrollable sobbing, shaking; a man broken inside to his core.She put an arm around him, and he fell on her lap, like a child weeping on his mother why she comforted him. She opened her legs slightly and the faint smell of jasmine filled his nose and etched its perfume into his mind, his thoughts and his dreams. She lifted his head and said, %u201cWhy do you cry so, Ken? Did something happen at work today?%u201dHe stared into the eyes of Edith. She was beside him and both of The Devil Drops By