Me and Amber, lounging on Olivier's dock, July 1995. I had returned from Colorado with every intention of moving to Utah and pursuing Jill. Amber didn't care; she wanted a relationship, even if I was moving in a month (and even if I was fresh from dating her sister). Meghan was also on this trip. It was on this trip that Meghan told me she was pissed about me going out with Amber...because of her own feelings for me. I tried not to feel like a big ol' pimp.