I opened the door and everyone was there. Louisa, Hector and Miguel, Gina, Emma, Mom and Lilly, Patty, Dan, Lana and Beck, Tabby, Collie, Tricia and F...ank. I blinked. “Family meeting?” I asked, surprised.“Family dinner,” Patty said. “Nervous?”“No,” I said, taking off my coat and boots to join them. “It actually gives me a chance to talk to everyone about something I’ve been thinking about. I was planning on doing it Saturday, but Saturday’s going to be busy.”I rounded the table, giving each of. "Hi," I fingered the card in my hands, the only thing I'd ever twisted the edges of until it looked as dog-eared as one of Maxie's paperbacks, "Are you..." I checked the card, "Cameron Laydon?" Yes," the nice looking normal man who was a psychiatrist held out his hand, "You must be Jesse. Alec said you were tall. Come on in." Dr Laydon led me into a little square foyer with black and white tiles and then opened the door to his left. His office-cum-therapy room was neat and soft and sort of. Wieder sah Evan zur Seite und wirkte überrascht. Aber gleichzeitig sahen wir, dass seine Hand von ihrem Knie weiter nach oben wanderte.'Evan, du weißt schon, dass wir alles sehen können', warf Max zu ihm hinüber. 'Und langsam könntest du auch mal die Hosen runter lassen ... naja, im übertragenen Sinn'.Doch ehe Evan noch etwas dazu sagen konnte, lief es mir über die Lippen: 'Umkleidekabine. Draußen andere Menschen hören und dabei im Stehen gefickt werden, ohne einen Laut von sich geben zu. .“Daddy, I have a ... rather shocking idea for us, but I want you to at least listen with an open mind. Do you remember my friend Jessy? Yeah, cute Latina, long, black hair, slender body, soulful brown eyes. That’s her. There is no easy way to say this, but she needs a husband. She knows about us and she hesitated to propose this, but I suggested it to her. The idea is pretty simple. She should become your wife. I would still be your daughter ... and your lover as well. I don’t know about.