Where's Trixi?

Tim came over again today. My plan to call him Officer Benny is not a good one. He looks so stricken when I do. He said no talking about Trixi. He can't stand to see me looking so sad. I guess that works both ways.

We played some music, danced a little, I kicked his ass at canasta and then he left. On his way out the door he took my hands, looked at me very carefully and then he kissed me goodnight. It was startling but nice.

He acted like it was no big deal but it was a big deal. I feel like I should have stopped him. This makes me a bad person.