"I still feel you -- touching me, changing me... and considerately killing me."

[apcrose]

I wrote Gregory an e-mail a couple weeks ago when it became apparent that I probably wouldn't be around when he got back from his submarine excursion. It told of my barside rescue and great big news, congratulations on Greg finding his "delightful girl," and begged a form of contact when he finally came home so we could open up the lines of

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[apcrose]

=( A month without my boy would be too much to bear. I'm sorry yours has to be away, so I am sending a surplus of hugs on Steve's and my behalf. And some boob honkings, too. It is nothing but lub lub lub for you, my friend!