I found her in the arrival area. A handheld black board stated: "RUSS!"
"What are you doing with that sign, sweetheart?" She was giggling.
"I was waiting for you, Russ."
"Come here, girl."
Sen handed the board back to the limo driver she'd borrowed it from and shifted into my arms.
"You came to see me, Russ." Her whisper.
"Yes, baby. I came to see our girl."
~
She quickly melded back into my arms as we drove thru the streets.
"I couldn't wait to see you, Russ."
I laughed softly as we traversed the area I recognized as Old Town over 40 years prior.
"The hippies were all thru this section, Sen." Now, now it was still. The years of lightening and days of drums had quieted.
"The 'who,' Russ?"
I smiled. "Yes, baby, 'The Who.'"
She was humming softly, contently.
"Where's your teddy bear, Sen?"
"It's back at the apartment. We're almost there, Russ."
"Did you go on today, angel?"
"Just a little. I was mostly getting ready for you." She held my hand and played with my rings, running her warm fingers around the soft gold. Her scent, something unfamiliar filled the time.
"You smell so good, baby."
"That's my Tommy Girl Perfume. I'm glad you like it, Russ. Stop here, cabbie. This is it."
~
"This is where I live now. This is my place." She was standing in the galley kitchen, her eyes glistening ever so beautifully.
"Can you stay the night, Russ?"
"Yes."
"I want to show you my teddy bear. He's in my bedroom."
"Come, Russ, come with me and I will show you my bear." She'd moved and was standing by the couch, interrupting my view of her CPU, the screen emblazoned in the familiar LITEROTICA logo--upper left. The dozen virtual roses, plus one I'd sent her that morning present and accounted for on the page.
~
"This is my bedroom, Russ. And here he is. I sleep with him every night. He keeps me company when I get lonely."
"Are you lonely a lot, sweetheart?"
"No. But, sometimes, I am."
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