I felt as
if I'd always known him, always hungered for him. When he
looked at me with those warm brown eyes, I melted. Before
I knew it, I had my hands on him, my mouth on him -- in public.
night, we were inseparable. With him I could be myself.
He didn't seem to care what mood I was in, how I looked, even
if I gained weight. Together we had the recipe for happiness.
No one satisfied me like Chip.