"I suppose you'd better come in then." She opened the door long enough for Leanne to slide through."Do you have any disabilities or medical conditions..." she asked.Leanne shook her head. "No, none that I know of." Good. Take off your clothes," she commanded once Leanne was inside."I'm sorry?" asked Leanne."Look, I don't have time for all this getting-to-know-you bullshit, OK? If you want to do this, then you have to do exactly as I say, otherwise you should leave right now. There are plenty of. The two of them were coming to stay with him for Valentine's Day. Lexi had spent New Year's with her mother. John had gotten used to not seeing his daughter every holiday since the divorce. But nonetheless, he missed her when she went to see his ex and not him. But this time it was Daddy's turn. And not only was his little girl coming to stay for a few days, she said she had a special Valentine's Day gift for him."No, Daddy!" Lexi laughed. "Of course I'm not going to give you the massage!. "Sounds like it worked." —Feeling, suddenly, strangely, like I was saying the wrong thing.Tears seeped out from her closed eyes. "What am I, Brandon? What did he ever do to me? I... I ruined him. I just got him sent to jail. And why? He wasn't hurting me, he wasn't threatening anyone but himself... He wasn't..." Her hands shook as she scrubbed at her eyes. "What kind of person am I?"I didn't dare try anything but the truth. "The brave kind."She sighed. "I'm no better than he is. Worse." That's. "I, er!" Was about the some total of my words, for the next five minutes or so.But eventually I managed to fumble out, "How did you do that?" I don't really know, lover; it seems that everyone can do it when they are dead!" But if you're dead ... Well, why are you here. June? What happened anyway; how did you come to be dead, in the first place?" Well Peter, if I knew that, I probably wouldn't be dead, would I? I'd have done something to stop myself becoming dead. So I suppose that I wouldn't.