Over breakfast,I tell Prince yet again how much I loved our museum tours during this trip.

We start watching a movie on television about half an hour in Prince falls asleep on the couch. I head out to the gym after leaving a note saying where I am. When I come back he's still sleeping. He picks on me a little because I like an after work nap sometimes. He is sleeping pretty good.

By the time I've finished my shower,Prince is awake. "How about a guitar lesson? I know you only play Derek's guitar, but I don't have it here. So you can play mine. " he says.

"I'd love that!" I reply. He places his guitar in front of me.

Prince teaches me for awhile. I get up to stretch. Prince pulls me into his lap. "Was Derek someone you went to with your troubles?" He asks.

"He was a great brother. But he was seven years older than me. I figured he had more 'grown up' problems of his own to deal with than mine." I reply

"What were some of the things that you didn't want to share with him?"

"My jealousy of my sister. Sabrina has always had it easy. Everyone likes her, she has never had a weight problem, got a great job right out of college, when Grace and I were living in that dumpy apartment Sabrina and her now husband were moving into a beautiful home in a nice part of town.When you met her she was only engaged so I didn't want you to meet her because she's beautiful."

"I've got to interrupt you." Prince laughs," When I finally met Sabrina she told me that someone asked her, 'Are you Prince's girlfriend, the photographer?' "

I giggle. Then I continue "When I was younger she was a star in a lot of school activities and got loads of praise for that. Sometimes I'd have to be left home with my horrible babysitter because of her practices and shit."

"What was so bad about the babysitter?"

"I'm not ready to discuss Josh. That'll take awhile. You know that bitch Sabrina hasn't called me since I moved to Paisley Park even though she has my home office number?"

"Sweetie, she probably doesn't know when you're home. And don't call her a 'bitch'." Prince says

"Well, I phoned her on her Birthday before we went over to her house."

"That was about three months ago." He'd helped me pick out a gift and enjoyed gift shopping more than I did. To me to was another chore. In fact he had more fun at the little party at her place than I did. Even my parents noticed that.

"I'll call her" I say knowing I can't win this one. Since Prince has had bigger family issues than sibling rivalry, this probably seems so trivial to him. Bringing it up feels foolish.

"Now." he says.

"Hi Sabrina" I say into the phone 

"Penny? I haven't heard from you in a long time. Where has Prince Charming whisked you off to now?" 

Sabrina has a very corny sense of humor I have heard her utter every joke like that since Prince and I started dating . The phone is on speaker so Prince heard her lame joke. I'm so embarrassed.

 "We're in California, Sis."

"You have traveled more than I will in my life. Lucky you."

Prince laughs.

"What's funny? " asks Sabrina

Prince scoots over to the phone. "Penelope was telling me how she has thought you were lucky. You crazy girls have your wires crossed. " he says.

"You know he's right." Sabrina says. ,"You have leg muscles for days, photograph handsome athletes as part of your job, speak fluent French, travel, live in a mansion and you don't have to clean unless you want to. I'm happy for you. But I forget the good things about my own life sometimes."

"Sabrina! You're absurd! " I fall back on the bed laughing."Half that list is because I'm with Prince." Prince shakes his head, disagreeing with that statement.

Prince didn't know about the French until I went with him for some of the filming for Under the Cherry Moon. The first chance I got to speak French to someone, I did and Prince was shocked! I'll always remember that. 

He lets me know he's leaving for a bit. Sabrina and I chat the whole time he's gone. It's the longest we ever chatted. I get off the phone and kiss Prince when he returns. "Thanks for telling me to call Sabrina." I say

"Ready to leave your petty jealousy of her in the past?" He asks.

"Yes. That can go."

That night Prince is having his nightmare-again:I'm looking in2 the window of Phobia. Penelope is at the bar snorting lines with Bunny Hefner (Hector told me about that slut). All I want 2 do is run in there, grab Penelope and get her some help. For some reason my body won't let me. Looks like she risks destroying herself 2night. She's a bit gaunt and rather unhealthy looking. Her outfit is kind of trashy. 

The door 2 the club opens. Penelope stumbles out and goes up 2 a man, "Wanna have some fun?" she asks.

My Penelope is now reduced 2 selling herself? I feel sick. The man accepts her offer and leads her to his van. No, no, no. "DON'T GET IN THE VAN!" I scream She doesn't hear me. A couple gunshots go off. I fall to my knees screaming and crying. 

Another man says to me, "What's the big deal? She was just another crack ho." 

I grab his shirt collar and yell ,"NO SHE WASN'T! SHE WAS SMART, KIND AND I LOVED HER! WE MIGHT HAVE EVEN HAD A FUTURE 2GETHER IF SHE HADN'T STARTED COMING 2 THIS SHITHOLE!" I throw his ignorant ass on the ground and go home brokenhearted.

Penelope shakes Prince awake (Prince narrates):Thank God I'm awake now. "Tell me what this shit U've got going on is" Penelope insists. She's cute when she's trying to be stern. I pretend 2 be back asleep. U can't tell your girlfriend U dream she does drugs, whores herself and gets shot. "Prince, U're not fooling me. Is it really that bad?"

"I'll give U a summary, if it'll shut U up." I tell her. Honestly, she cares 2 much. Recurring dreams don't last forever, but this one feels like it has."I dream U keep going 2 Phobia, pick up bad habits and put yourself in harmful situations."

"Sugar, I'm not going back there. It's not for me and anyway the music sucks. I think U're having this nightmare because U're stressed. We've been apart for awhile and U have been working alot lately. Things will get better."

That's what I needed 2 hear. "Goodnight Sweetie, I love U"

"I will always love U, Prince."

The next day Penelope is leaving and is narrating:

"It's nice you gave me some idea about that nightmare. But it why does it trouble you so much?" I ask Prince as I pack.

Prince says."You live that lifestyle and all that will matter to you is your vices. Family, friends, clients will not matter. You may find find yourself selling Derek's guitar and anything else for enough crack to make it through the day. Lord knows what would happen to your business. I have a better future in mind for you. "

How funny life is! A short time ago I couldn't get a second date, now the sexist man in the world is imagines my future? "One of books and gallery shows right?" I smile.

Prince hugs me. "Of course. Looks like you have a plane to catch."

Thirty days later I open the door to Paisley Park there is a large beautiful arrangement of white lilies on the first table I pass. A card reads: Welcome home, Penelope. I love you. Prince.

 I'd told him when my STD test results came, he could open them. They arrived three days ago. Negative, of course. Prince is in his office. I give him the biggest hug and get the kind of embrace every woman wants. "Penelope, Penelope. Damn I love you." He says.

"Prince, I love you. Please give me several minutes of French kissing and a good fuck afterwards. But first, how have you been sleeping lately?" I reply

"The past few days? Great." He grins at me. He must have been afraid I wasn't going to have a negative test result.

I remove his shirt. "I might just have to bang you in this office, Dear. We've been apart too long" Our tongue kisses are the most sensual I've ever experienced.

"We should do it in the bedroom." He insists.

We make a mad dash to it. Prince lights lavender scented incense. Even though I'm hornier ever, I slowly remove my clothes. I want to build anticipation. Prince looks at me laying down on the bed and wonders aloud,"How did I go without this for two months? " He touches my body delicately. "You're even sexier than I remember."

"Praise me later, do me now." I whisper.

"As you wish" He begins kissing my lips. Now he's nibbling my ear. Damn, do I love that. My man enjoys making me moan. Prince kisses my neck as he touches my breasts. He takes his time, not wanting to rush my foreplay. I grab his ass. That perfect, perfect ass. 

My body aches for his. I haven't even masterbated this whole two months. Lots of sexual frustration going on with me. "I need you in me" I groan.

Prince gets out this huge bottle of lube. He probably figures I could use a little help. The lube was his Christmas gift from Grace. Once he is ready, he inserts himself carefully. Slipping in a little at first, then the rest of the way. "You're tight" he smiles.

I hug him with my legs, wanting to be as close to him as possible. We start going at it like horny animals. Panting, screaming and  sweating.  My legs squeeze him. He yelps a little from my nails in his back as I orgasm. One, two,three orgasms have happened for us by the time we've stopped.

"Now we're going to take a shower." He announces.

Do you think Penelope will ever talk about Josh, the horrible babysitter?Surprised Penelope and her sister get jealous of each other? What did you think of Prince's nightmare?