He lay there, struggling to cometo terms with what had happened over the past 24 hours. There was nodoubt in his mind that he had been turned on by it...all. He had neverexperienced anything like the high he had felt tonight, and the thrill ofwhat had happened with Kittie was running through his veins like a drug;the kind that kept you coming back for more, whatever the cost.Rick had a feeling he was being played by Chris, but he didn't reallycare. He had never been much of a leader; he was. James had adopted after Jessica's fatherhad assaulted her.Mommy had given me money to buy presents, I had a longlist. Aunt Mary's brother and sister and their families were due to comevisit for the Christmas long weekend. Christine and her family wereinvited to spend Christmas Day with us.Lunch was to be served after Karen and I were taken upstairs to have ourdiapers changed as we had both wet our diapers on the way home.The maids fed us our lunch. Christine and her family were to come. "Want to?"I nodded.She said, "Show me."I said, "You need to lean against something." I glanced around. "Here. Lean against the dresser.I guided Ronnie by her waist and turned her so that the dresser was behind her. Martha moved aside, and Ronnie leaned her tush against the dresser and leaned away from me a little, her arms around my neck.She looked up at me. "Now what?"I said, "Spread your legs a little."She spread her feet about eighteen inches apart, and I moved closer to her and set my tip. This intensity was the thing that pulled Carmen towards him. He spoke in a reserved way, and opened up to her even more rarely. But when he did open up to her, the intense emotion came torrentially – like the spring storm that flooded the city on their third weekend together. It was one of the first really hot nights of the summer. Carmen waited for Matt on a park bench, watching the people walk by. Thunder cracked and a heavy downpour began. Carmen did not run for cover – in fact, she hardly.